Bleed For Something | Excuse to Fish #959



Sunfish have a particular way of making me bleed.


That palm-sized shape hits me at some certain angle that my brain can't defend. Every time I get off the water after a day catching of sunfish my fingers, palms, even wrists, are dotted with puncture wounds. Fins are sharp.


Still, they're fun to catch.


Some people can't stand the sight of blood. I get it. I don't like the sight of my own blood, by any means, but those little pinpricks aren't doing any real damage––they're just reminding me that I'm mortal. I'm alive. You can forget.


Get out there and bleed for something again. It's been too long.


Even if it is just for a sunfish.



Sleeping in is a waste of daylight. Do what you love––go fishing.


No excuses.


About Guides I Have Known, The New Blog Series....


I announced a new blog series, Guides I Have Known, sometime last week, saying that the first post would be up in a few days. I'm still working on it.


The first should come up in a few days––for real this time. It features Tim Moore, of Tim Moore Outdoors, about all of the work a fishing guide has to do just to put clients on fish.


I'm just waiting on a few final details, then it will be published here.


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