An early start to the day provides hope of being the first on the water. Fishing as the mist begins to rise off the stream is on my mind as I pack my gear into the truck. A kiss from my wife and a travel mug full of coffee, and I’m on the road. It’s dark as I drive, leaving the highways for the winding farm roads that follow the land. As I arrive at the stream, the sun rises to highlight the golden edges of the rising fog, evolving the setting from dark and eerie to bright and hopeful.
Rigging the line through the guides of the rod and lacing up my boots, my anticipation builds for time on the water. Crisp air greets me as I walk down the trail. I brush against the branches of small trees and observe a promising run where I will start my day. The water rolls across a stony, boulder-framed riffle and falls into a long run, where the white bubbles from the foamy turbulence obscure the transition from clear, rapid shallows to a deeper greenish-blue tinted water line. A picturesque run. My smile lifts my spirit and my posture strengthens.
I sit and tie on a large caddis fly with a pheasant tail dropper as I strategize where to cast. Carefully wading so as to not create a wake, I take a position downstream of the run where I can cast without crossing multiple current seams or getting caught in the overhanging tree branches. My left hand pulls line from the reel, and I measure a false cast along the water’s edge. Turning slightly, I change the angle of the cast and place the flies in a line along a trajectory traveling from the white froth along the darkened water. A flash of gold and the head of a brown trout breaks the water’s surface to devour my fly. I breathe and lift the rod, lodging the hook into the fish.
The large brown trout barrels downstream. I quickly change the angle of the rod to redirect the fish to face upstream and into the current. I keep pressure on the fish as it fights against the line and the force of the stream. In a few moments, I feel the fish’s energy wane, and I direct the 18” brown into my net.
This moment didn’t actually happen to me; it happened in the words generated by my imagination. This represents “a perfect day of fishing”, or the beginning of one. I was asked this week, if I had a perfect day of work, what would it look like. At first, I dismissed the question. Nothing is ever perfect. Right? I was planning on writing my blog on Sunday night, and instead of having dinner with my family and then writing, I got a stomach virus. I spent the majority of Monday and Tuesday sleeping. Definitely not a perfect week. So far.
How to spend our time, our energy, and our dreams are the choices we get to make every day. Sometimes our bodies need to rest from injury, illness, stress, or grief. But what if we looked at every day as perfect? No matter the way our bodies felt, how our minds struggled, what tasks laid before us, or what weather impacts our surroundings, we are meant to experience each moment. There is perfection in what we need to learn each day. Even the days with the stomach flu.
How would you spend the perfect day? How can you see each day as perfect?
2 Replies to “A Perfect Day of Fishing”
I’ve followed your blog , I think from the beginning, and I think you’ve mentioned your spiritual faith, but I don’t recall you mentioning or talking about a personal relationship with God our Father and your belief or faith in His Son, Jesus Christ.
I believe before you can deal with the world, you have to make your relationship with God and Jesus a priority to have any chance of hope or contentment in our lives.
I’m not a Bible banger, but I know from my life, I can not have the hope or confidence to deal with anything in life without knowing I have God on my side. My relationship with Him is the most important thing in my life, and that gives me the strength to deal with whatever life throws at me. Inner peace, joy and contentment comes from knowing you’re loved and blessed by God, and that He wants the best for you, He wants you to succeed and be happy and be a strength to others.
Like you said, no day is perfect, but thanking God every day for every day, and truly being grateful that he gave you another day , will make you feel happy and content with each day, even though it’s not perfect.
Whether it’s being involved in church or Bible studies, being in God’s Word daily, could be just a verse, praying or just talking to God, for me, brings such a sense of peace, I truly believe He’s got my back, whatever the outcome, good or bad. When you get things right with God, it will equip you and help you deal with life in general. I know that sounds a little vague in understanding, and it won’t be something you recognize right away, but over time , if you have trust and faith in Him, He will bless you.
The biggest moment in my life was when I CHOSE to believe The Word, The Bible, as the truth. If the absolute only connection we have with God in this world is the Bible, why would I want to water down my faith by being skeptical about anything in it. So to strengthen my faith, I CHOSE to believe it. Decades ago, from that point on, I trusted God to lead me in my walk and He’s always kept me on the right path. Now, I may have strayed a little left and right at times in my selfish ways, but He often humbled me and got me back on track. I give Him all the glory for everything in my life, my personal relationships, my career, my finances, my hobbies, my children, all my choices are all influenced by God.
If you ever want to chat about any of this , please feel free to contact me. I consider you my friend. Thank you for sharing your writings.
Thanks for all your support Scott! I appreciate you for you being you. I can sense that your faith guides you to serve and help others generously. I grew up Lutheran and still attend a Lutheran church. I would love to catch up and chat!