It was a breeze that one could never forget that made you feel right at home on the water in a boat that would make a rich man cry. My boat included an outboard motor that needed a lot of attention at certain times of the year. My friends would laugh at me for taking the old rugged brown and white boat to the lake or river. I had no choice but to take it. It was all i had and i was happy with it.
I had caught a many fish out of this boat and I even came in third place in a local bass tournament once in the past. I was 1 1/2 pounds from winning the darn thing and ony 1/2 pound behind second but i was still glad to have just placed. I am by far no means the smart guy when it comes to fishing. I just hold my snuff in my right lip side and spit when needed to do so. Yes I have swallowed my snuff on several occasions due to hanging a huge fish and then only to lose him. I have had my fair cases of cussing and raising hell due to this small thing we call luck of catching big fish.
Some damn people can catch large fish and tell you that they only caught small ones when to you and me they would way 10 pounds or more.
Fish that would hang on a wall in a lawyer’s office would have the smile on their mounted faces as to say if they could speak, this crazy ass didn’t even catch me, he bought me for looks from the yard sale down the street. I tell you this crazed story because it is neither true or false but mainly false to me. I will say that there are people out there who think they are the true Bassmaster as Jackie Bushman is to be known as the Buckmaster.
That alone just to figure fishing and hunting out to be the same I will set and laugh at the first person that comes alone and says so. It would be no more than me telling you that I am the bassmaster and the buckmaster myself. Hell I could tell you that I’m the turkey master also and if you believe any of this then you would believe that everything that comes out of my mouth would be true. We all stretch things out to more than they should be mainly because that is what makes a real sportsman a true outdoorsman in more than one way. I do say this because this is what I have seen and heard from others.
So now you have hunter’s or people who call themselves hunter’s .VS. fishermen or people that may call themselves fishermen. I use these words loosely. It is only fair to all who read it. I can say that I don’t give a rats ass about anything but then I would be a lie also. Notice that I never used the term turkey hunter’s except for now in the verses stage of this article. You probably wonder why I haven’t used it till now. It is mainly because a turkey hunter is or has a meaning all to its own.
I will now tell you what I know about this difference of the turkey hunter. A true turkey hunter doesn’t have to see a turkey to say he had a good hunt. He or she just has to hear one and most would tell you it was a great hunt. But the catch of a tall tale in a turkey hunter’s eyes when he or she comes home from a long morning in the spring woods is that if they say that he or she seen one. I would almost hear them in my mind saying these words that the turkey they seen weighed over 20 pounds. It is almost the same with fishermen in this way of the chase or the catch.