Narrative Essay On Fishing

When I was five, I met a man that would change my life forever. The first time I saw him, he was laying tile at our house which at the time was under construction. I watched as he very eloquently laid mortar and tile in a way that I had never seen before. Soon he sat down with my dad and I and asked us if we would like to come down to his cabin with him and go fishing. I jumped at the opportunity and in two weeks we were driving from Austin to Corpus Christi. I did not know it then, but this man, Melvin Miller would end up defining almost all of the principles I have today. This first time, I learned about the water and protecting the environment, but I also learned the difference between right and wrong but more importantly how to work hard. It may sound like these trips to this cabin are difficult or stressful but they are quite the opposite. Infact, when I come back from a trip to the cabin, I am more relaxed than ever and ready to work hard.
I am much more energetic than when I am sitting in a chair working and I am more aware. A specific example is when I was dove hunting on a small island that our friends own a part of. The island is in a series of manmade islands that are made from sand that was pulled from the ocean floor when making a channel. The water is usually only a few feet deep and the water is crystal clear. The island is small, only about 40 acres and there is only one more cabin. The only way to reach this island is by taking our small boat 40 minutes to the island. For this reason there are very few people and only nature. When I am on the island, I feel super peaceful and so I loose all my stress. I love walking around the island, either hunting, fishing or birding. When I am walking around the island, all the troubles I have are gone and I just focus on the wind and the water. I love this island and it helps me bring out me most favorite feeling,