Fishing

After reading last week’s report by Capt. Barrett McMullan, I am inspired to write at new literary heights. “Far better is it to dare mighty things, though checkered with failure, than to take ranks with those poor souls who live in the quiet of darkness and thus know not the thrill of victory nor the agony of defeat.”
Really? How can I compete with such genius? Here is my best effort, but kudos to Capt. Barrett for such strong presentation.

By Barrett McMullan
Fishing Columnist

Capt. Brant McMullan once said, “You can’t fight the urge to fish, but you also can’t fight Mother Nature...Adapt.”
A perfect forecast for Saturday had fishermen in a frenzy all week. All that offseason preparation business hits critical mass once an opportunity to head offshore finally surfaces. The winds were forecast to be light and variable, a fisherman’s two favorite words, and it was clear this would be the first true opportunity to make a run for the blue water.

Yes, the wind is still blowing. Last week I wrote this article in frustration, this week I’m teetering on hopelessness that we’re ever going to get back to the blue water.
I should know better. Every year it’s the same pattern. We fishermen get antsy by the time March hits but Mother Nature still has to get all that winter out of her system, which usually takes until at least April.

By Barrett McMuullan

I feel like William Wallace from the movie “Braveheart,” when he held his army back from attacking the approaching enemy until the perfect moment. “Hold the line. Hold! Hold!”
Well, it’s March and we fishermen are being unfairly forced to restrain ourselves from attacking all those fish out there thanks to Mother Nature.