02/15/2026
The question I keep asking myself when I head out into the muck and grime… “Is it worth it?” 50 degree weather, gloomy, and raining. Had very little bites and only caught one d**k that lived to swim another day.
If you never fished, you’ll never understand me. This has become my religion that has its own trials, tribulations, and miracles. Fishing is much more of a sport of just harvesting, but an understanding that water is life and death.
The goal of this year is to break my 25 inch PB of a striper and hopefully join the 30+ club. I would also love to catch a sturgeon from shore. In those hopeful goals lies the answer to the question. Yes, it is worth it. I can’t think of a better day than being on the water patiently and anxiously waiting for a big bend.
It’ll come, no doubt about it.
