When I was a little kid my dad took me fishing once on a dingy upon a quiet calm river or lake and I loved every minute of it even though we didn't catch anything. Every time since then that I've been fishing, the only thing I've managed to catch has been at state of sunburn, windburn, cold, wet, hungry, bored, and if on a boat also seasick. I've concluded that fishing is not for me, but recently I've started watching Mark's fishing videos now and then and I'm actually enjoying them and they're making me think maybe fishing wouldn't be so bad if I went fishing with the right people, in the right way, at the right time, in the right place. When I figure out who and when and where that is, I might give it another chance one year.