Justin’s fishing Adventure
Once a simple boy named Justin did
not do much of anything. He wanted to find a hobby. Justin always loved to go
outside whenever he had a chance to. One day Justin was at the creek in the
woods. He saw all the fish in the water, and he wondered if he could catch one.
So, he pulled up his jeans and stepped into the creek. His foot hit the water;
the fish darted away. He tried to quickly grab one but could not. The fish
would always dart away. He was so frustrated he lunged at one like a cat on a
mouse, and “Splash!” He fell in the creek! Upset and disappointed he staggered
back home.
“What’s wrong Justin?” questioned dad.
“Nothing,” said Justin, as he walked off to his room. After a
while Justin came back out, and asked his dad, “How can I catch a fish?”
“Well, first you need a rod. I’ve got one in the attic. “We
can go and get it”, said dad.
“Ok, sure! “Justin excitedly replied. They headed up to the
attic where they found the rods and tackle and his dad showed him how to rig it
up.
Once they
rigged up the rods, they headed down to the creek so dad could show him how to
fish. Dad also told him how there were different kinds of reels and rods that
you can use for different fish, and different water conditions. He made his
first cast with a spinning combo. The lure flew through the air and hit the
water with a splash. As he was reeling in, he felt a jerk on the line. His dad
yelled, “Set the hook Justin!”
As soon as
Justin heard him, he yanked back as hard as he could. Once the hook was set, he
started battling this five pound monster. The bass was stripping the line from
the reel like thread on a spindle. His dad told him to tighten the drag so he
could have more control over the fish. Once he had landed the fish on the shore
his dad told him how to hold it by the lip. They quickly took a picture and put
the fish back in the water.
“Good
job, Justin!” said his dad, as gave him a high five. The next day after school
Justin and his dad walked down to the creek to practice with the other rods.
The part of the creek where they were practicing was an inlet the size of a
small pond. They practiced everyday unless it was raining. This continued for
three months.
One day Justin wanted to try a new
place to fish. His dad thought he was ready so, he showed him his bass boat
that had been sitting in the barn under a tarp.
” Wow!” exclaimed Justin.
“Yep, she’s old but she still runs,” remarked dad.
“Can we take it out to
the lake?” Justin asked.
“Well, there is a tournament coming up on Saturday. Do you
want to go?” dad asked.
“Yes, that sounds like a fun way to spend a Saturday!”
exclaimed Justin.
A few days later, Saturday morning, the big day, Justin was
so excited. He felt as if he could run a million laps around his house. His dad
and he secured all the rods to the boat and hooked up the trailer and drove off.
Once they arrived at the boat ramp they registered and put the boat into the
water and drove it to the dock. Justin walked over to the boat and prepared to
head out by putting on his life jacket. As they were trying to find their position
on the lake to fish, the propeller became entangled in fishing line.
“Oh no. What are we going to do?” exclamed Justin.
“I think we are tangled in fishing line. We need to stop and
cut away the line,” dad answered.
Dad struggled to cut the fishing line away from the
propeller. Twenty-five minutes had passed, and the tournament had already
begun. Finally, he was able to cut it off and they quickly resumed the tournament.
Once they had arrived at their fishing spot there was no time to waste! They
were catching fish so rapidly 1,2,3,4,5 the bass were almost jumping in the
boat! They may not won, but they did their absolute best. They headed back to
the boat launch and drove the boat on to the trailer. He told his mom about how
many fish he caught. It got late, so he went to bed. As he slept soundly, he
dreamed about the next tournament!
