Cast, Cast, Cast, Cast, Step. Cast, Cast, Cast, Step. Cast, WHAM. Oh my god, oh my god. FI, FI, Fish, FISH ON. The sing of the reel and heart beat in my fingers, thinking, don't screw this up. The fish is pulling deeper and deeper. It is a big one. Then the flash of a monster rising from the depths to my hand, but not yet he runs again into my backing. Finally the fish is brought up to the shore and in this case spit the hook while at my feet. Oh well it is better to loved and lost then to never have loved at all, so they say. I want to get back out the next day and spend a good day fishing for the chance at another great fish.