It would fair to say that without some extraordinary circumstance once you are born a conservative the chances of becoming a liberal are very slim unless you get whacked on the head with a police billy club. Likewise most liberals would only become conservatives if they could win the lottery.
Fisherman really do not care about your history, they care about what you are catching today and how you are doing it. Everything beyond that is pretty much irrelevant unless you are trapped inside a house in a blizzard and have no entertainment beyond the stories you can spin.
Actually you can be a worm dunker one day, and a dry fly fisherman the next day. No one will care except the worms.
Fortunately I was born into a Presbyterian family which if you have seen the movie, A River Runs Through It, means I should be a dry fly fisherman. Actually I fished with a fly rod before I was even a teenager, but I avoid the purity of only one type of angling.
I came from a long line of worm dunkers on my mother's side. No only did they dunk worms, they also dunked shrimp and fished along the North Carolina coast for whatever was biting.
When it comes to fishing, I will try almost any method which probably explains why I have so many fishing rods.
While most sports seek out ways to be more productive, fishermen often seek out ways which are more difficult and which result in fewer fish being caught.
I am blessed to be living on the NC coast in what is close to fishing heaven. I can catch significant fish just a couple of minutes from the dock behind my home especially if I am using shrimp or live bait.
However, you can get tired of catching croakers and other bottom feeders, and it is natural to seek other challenges. My latest quest was to catch a bluefish from the surf on a light spinning rod using an artificial lure. It is not an impossible task, I have actually done it before.
I have caught bluefish far more often from a boat than from the surf. If you get a shiny lure in front of feeding bluefish, you will usually catch something. So catching one is not a huge challenge. However, if you give yourself a short time window, then the challenge becomes a little more fun.
Tonight we left our home on the banks of the White Oak for a 15-20 minute drive to one of my favorite beaches. I like it because there are rarely people there this time of year, and I have caught fish there before.
This evening we got there a little after seven PM and stayed for around thirty minutes. That was all the time I had allotted myself to catch a bluefish.
It was a great evening to be on the beach. In fact when we headed home around eight PM, the temperature was still 80F.
Anyway I started my fishing with a Gotcha plug. I probably fished with it for the first fifteen minutes with no luck. Then I switched to a gold spoon. The sun was starting to drop quickly, and I had been watching a number of jumping fish just out of the range of my casts. I was hoping the light from the dropping sun might make my lure more attractive.
It was the third cast with the gold spoon when I got a solid hit. My next cast there was nothing, but on the following cast I hooked a bluefish but it quickly threw the hook. One more throw, and I had another hit and was solidly onto a nice bluefish. It did not take long to bring him to shore. He was about sixteen inches long.
I quickly heaved him back into the surf and told my wife that I was done. She could not believe that I did not want to fish more, but I had accomplished what I wanted to do and the feeling was good.
I was actually using a very light, long spinning rod which was purchased more with the soft mouths of trout in mind than bluefish. Of course that added a little to the challenge.
Now the question is should I go back tonight with the goal of catch a bigger bluefish?