Just last week my dad and I were trolling for walleye out on my lake and we hadn't caught anything all day.
I told my dad to try a new spot, for obvious reasons. He let me drive the boat once we got there and sure enough the fish started biting. We ended up catching five or six that day, and all while I was driving. Things like that always happen to me whether it's pure luck, or maybe I just have a gift. These are just a few of the many fishing stories I have. Like most fisherman I might have exaggerated a few of them, but it makes the story that much better. That brings me to my conclusion; Fishing truly is an art, and an art that I have mastered. It doesn't matter where I am, or who I'm with, as long as I have a pole I have
dinner.