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!
I was talking with a friend this weekend and the thought lite went off. We were both venting about our jobs and how nice the weekend is until Sunday when the dread of Monday sets in. WTF? From Eat Pray Love , “I built this life and was involved in it” but how has it became this drone existence. Every song on radio praises the weekend and despises the work week and SO DO WE ALL!!!! How sad this is that we live for 100 days out of 365 in our year around the sun. This has been on my mind for a while and everyone I speak to seems to have the same story. We work and live for the weekend but what kind of living is that? I know better than most that work is a four letter word which I must do but I want it to be a happy part of my life not merely a necessity. I chose this career over one I love for money and it is taking its toll. I have molded myself into a corporate drone who sits in traffic, gets the Monday blues on Sunday and has little life during the week. Yes, I am not living; I am s...
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