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Beauty In The Struggle


After I notched another trade show under my belt, I reflected on the show and what I like about the fishing industry. As I chatted with one of the show company employee she relayed that she had never been fishing or hunting. I felt sorry for she has not seen the world wake up or the struggle for life in a secluded back water creek. Then the reflection turned to why I wanted her to see these things. Life is a struggle and to view it is not to live it. We as outdoorsman see the world in its most primal state and yet we find beauty in the fight for life. Every aspect of our fishing and hunting sport takes advantage of the basic survival instinct. Are morbid spectators or “top of the food chain”? Everyone has a different answer to that question. For me I can only say that I am a part of the dance, I in no way live in the disillusion that I am top of the feed chain.  Even in all its savage glory the circle of life is a beautiful dance in and of itself. This is the part of the fishing and hunting that I try to show to others. Conveying my interpretation of the struggle of life helps me to better appreciate and pay more attention. As humans we must teach and pass along knowledge. Therefore I will take little miss trade show fishing and show her my love of the outdoor world!

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