Monday Sept. 16
Patiently waiting hour after hour. Every ones eyes are stuck on the exact same thing, sleeplessness is kicking in, your eyes are getting heavy and sore. Repeatedly saying 30 more minutes and then we will pull the lines. All of a sudden the one thing you have been waiting for just happens in the blink of an eye. Everyone dives for the same thing. Everyone scrambles for the fishing pole; yes that is what all the commotion is. There are different kinds of fishing; the best kind in my eyes is fishing out on the Great Lakes in a big boat. Here is the catch though it’s not just sitting on the boat holding the fishing pole. It is so much more than that.
Ever been to the wave-pool? Big waves right? Well imagine waves like that only double the size, oh and on a boat, in the middle of Lake Michigan. It is dangerous and it is intense. Being tossed around the boat, side to side, grabbing anything in your vicinity to hold onto. There were six people, three dogs and only four fishing poles. There were four of us sitting in a space that is no wider than 4 feet. The waves throwing the boat were also throwing us. We were all holding onto each other so no one would end up over the side of the boat. Just to let you know, if you fall into Lake Michigan the chance of living is about 15%. This is still just the beginning.
One of the hardest things to do while being thrown around in the waves is to set the fishing poles. The captain of the boat is yelling to the person whom is setting the poles the how deep that area is. One person is digging into the tackle box looking for the right Lure, there are many different names to tell the difference. Everyone around the pole setter are fighting about which lure to use, “throw down a butt- plug”, “NO NO, don’t throw that down, put down a one eye red lure”. After the lure is decided it is tying it on that is dangerous. One wrong move and the hook can jab into the pole...