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On the topic of fishing

On the topic of fishing
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Bass fishing southeast TexasIf you are looking for peace and quiet, few things can compare to fishing.  Casting a lure or bait out into the water, and letting it sit, is about as close to nature that one can get.

Last weekend my wife and I went to Dam B to do some fishing.  As I was casting off the bank, and bass followed my lure up to the bank and grabbed it just before it was supposed to go out of the water.  It was so peaceful and natural, as the bass swam up to the lure and grabbed it.  I wonder how many times that has been replayed over the past thousands of years.

The bass was pulled up, the hook was removed and the bass was released no worse for the wear.  Maybe it will be a little wiser from its experience, but then again, maybe not.

If there is one thing that I like about fishing (besides catching something), it has to be being close to nature.  When the boat is launched, and I head out on the water, there is a certain peace and clam that is over the water.

The water is pure, it knows no violence, it knows no anger, greed, envy, jealously, or hatred.  The water is a friend to everyone, as it treats everyone the same.

From as far back as I can remember, fishing and being close to water has been a part of my life.  My parents would take my brother and I fishing.  When my brother and I would spend the night at our great grand parents house, my great grand father would take us out on the river and run trotlines.

Fishing is more then just “fishing” its a tradition that is handed down from father to son and daughter.

If there is one thing that I have tried to do with my kids, it has to be to take them fishing.

Some wise man once said – Give a man a fish, and you feed him/her for a day.  Teach a man how to fish, and you feed them for life.

Whether my kids took the hint or not, I have tried to teach them how to fish since they were small.  Just as my great grand father used to take my brother and I to run trotlines, so I have tried to teach my kids how to fish.

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Kevin Felts was born and raised in southeast Texas, graduated from Bridge City high school Bridge City Texas, and attended Lamar College in Port Arthur Texas. Hobbies include fishing, hiking, hunting, blogging, sharing his politically incorrect opinion, video blogging on youtube, survivalism and spending time with his family. In his free time you may find Kevin working around the farm, building something, or tending to the livestock
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