Fishing with … Max
Last days I was invited by a friend, or so I considered him a friend, Florin, who was actually my boss directly in the company where I was working on a fresh fishing game on a lake near Bucharest located about 70 km, and next night we will be at his mother-in-law from a nearby village.
Honestly, I liked it, but I told him that I could only come with my friend, whom I was inseparable, namely Max, a Dalmatian breed puppy who loved me very much.
Well, of course he accepted it, he seems to need a partner, although I do not think I was the most suitable because I did not understand in any way the so-called “noble sport” as he called fishing, and we did not have the necessary equipment.
But I accepted, provided I bought some rods and the rest of the equipment, nylon string, fishing hooks, bamboo and whatever I needed. Well, what should I do?
I made it and went to a specialized store and bought some good tools, very good, not to be even inferior to him. Towards the end of shopping to my shame, I had to buy me a book from which to learn in a short time, a couple of fishing techniques, how to prepare a rod, how to prepare ancillary equipment and the important thing how to put the bait on the hook, and what kind of bait to use depending on the species of fish in the lake.
Offff God and everything in a short time!
Maybe some may seem very simple, maybe it is for them, but for me it was the biggest enigma, or one of the greatest puzzles in my life.
I read a lot and after a cold training I could say, (do not look like I was fishing in the bathtub in the bathroom …), I learned to do more types of fishing nodes, how to attach a fishing hook on the nylon thread, how to make the forks, what size they have to be and at what distance should I attach the fishing tackle to each other and other things that honestly seemed to me at first stupid but then very useful.
As if I were in a shadow of concealment, I finally said to myself, I’ll handle that I’m just a big boy and vaccinated.
At first I wanted to refuse the invitation, but then I thought it would be a great embarrassment on my part, all the more that the boss invited me.
I thought maybe this way I try to cement a lasting relationship of friendship, and that I could finally relax in a natural setting exception, freeing me so body and mind of negative energies in fresh air, and why cannot I try and catch myself.
I was thinking of a famous replica of fishermen “to have the luck of the beginners after some or the luck of the fool after others,” but also because I had never been with my friend Max at a country house in a natural environment.
But let’s say at first, a few words about Max, so you have the opportunity to know a dog breed, elegant manner anything but a man, and not exaggerating in any way, because you learn a lot and he being smart he had learned very quickly.
He was answering every order of mine, for example, whenever I came from outside, at the entrance to the house, first went to the bathroom to wash her paws, the furry event if it was dirty.
Unexpectedly, is not it?
Then wait to eat, looking in such a way as not to mess around the bowl, having a special carpet for it. He liked to be praised, and I mean it was beautiful fire, white with black spots, smart black eyes, and black and black ears, just like from the 101 Dalmatian cartoon movie.
What to say, a gorgeous puppy that would not have made you shame in no shape.
That was my friend, Max…
Finally, I talked to myself and I do not want to actually lose the thread of action.
I had a week’s time to go fishing with Florin, a short term in view of the preparations I had to make. But I forgot to ask him, what species of fish was in that lake? You realize why!
Well, that was a big problem because I had to know exactly what bait to prepare or buy to catch something too?
What I did not want to spend too much money on fishing gear according to the principle known to everyone “what is missing to a bald!!! Perl tiger… hahahaha,” but I did it for the sake of something new, just thinking about that’s my adrenaline rushed in me and why not, the spirit of adventure.
What about fishing gear?
I bought a fine Abu Garcia telescopic line, strong, but extremely flexible and well balanced, and a 5-ball bowl special for fishing in lakes, not too large or too small of the Cormoran type, something special to the seller’s express suggestion in the store. (it’s true that he sold me the most expensive one, but I do not care how much money I spent) and the second reel was of the two-part Cormoran type, long enough and rigid for bigger fish but this too perfectly balanced, to which I attached a whole Cormoram a little bigger than the first but also on 5 bearings.
I was thinking more seriously, how lying, are the fishermen, laughing at me that I will have to find a shop where I can buy fish, not to shame my neighbors, provided that they do not ” either frozen “hahahahaha !!!!!
But please, it was a totally new adventure for me, eventually going to conclude, go fishing or let me down!
But no matter what the end, I was happy that I could spend a day in an exceptional natural setting.
I was talking to Max, a fool of happiness, and he was reading my gaze, my great adventure, unable to speak but to bark, because it was an adventure and novelty for him but more for me.
At the end of the week, on the weekend, I decided with Florin, about what time to get to them, to wait for me, to tell me exactly where to go, telling him in a few words how I prepared myself.
And here’s the long-awaited and awaited day arrived!!!
I prepared my car, a blanket on which for Max to sit, the fishing gear, a hot coffee thermos as I like it, a raincoat for any event, something to eat for both myself and Max, it is the bait for fishing, some special bags for fish (in case I catch something) and an umbrella (which I have not used, and great sin I did not use) do not insolate, some change clothes, plus the fact that I was endowed with an enthusiasm hard to describe or imagined, much more than a woman who goes on vacation with the whole clothes closet after her, as if I went to France on the Coast of Azure.
Well, that’s how my little escapade starts fishing, can you believe it?
Like I was going to the ocean to catch the “Moby Dick” and not some bitter fish!
I forgot to say that in all this amalgam of packages and packages, I added a light book of adventures, from which I wanted to read even in the event that, I would not have taken too much the atmosphere, not anticipating what would follow and actually forgetting that I would live in an old country house with a verandah and a porch in front of the house, with small chambers, and from the porch you could admire the multitude of fruit trees and the green grass, the flowers in the yard being like some colorful stains in a green noodle that alternates with the trunks of tree trunks.
In the morning, when sun rises, we climb into the car, and call Florin for extra clarity:
“Florine we are ready for the great adventure!” I answer:
“Come with your car up to Urziceni, that means 50 km from Bucuresti see that at the first intersection on the ring road, you turn left on the road leading to Ploiesti and about 20 km from the intersection, when you reach Jilavele you stop and call me again? “
“Okay, it’s okay” I answer:
“Paul, please do not forget, and think of the first rule of fishing!” I ask puzzled:
“What do you mean?” I did not know what he meant, and I did not understand what, God forgive me, was there any fishing rule that I did not read and know? I thought he was crazy about it!!! I answer tacitly:
“Oh, do not be puzzled and try to remember that fishing is not talking, and silence is of gold is, but let me clarify that you’re better when you get” I answer:
“Okay, I understand!”
I take Max and put him in the back seat of the car, luggage in the luggage compartment, and do a minimal and short check on the car, as I usually do whenever I go, get on the wheel, I think of the wishes of the fishermen, before going fishing, and telling me, in my turn, “Stretched!”
I tell Max to stay well and do not mess me in the car, looking at him, leaving me the impression that he understood what I wanted from him, however it was not the first time he went with me with the car, he gave from my head, creating my sensation and the illusion of understanding that he understood. What puppy? I could not believe it!
The 70 km to the Jilavele village normally took the sun up in the sky, the sky being a clear blue sky, and the belief that it would be a good day only good fishing. Max in the back, he had put his paws on my shoulders as he liked to go into the car, and with his wet nose I scratched my hair in a sign of friendship and safety that he had every time I was driving the car.
Why did I have a strange but pleasant sensation at the same time knowing it close to my soul and heart.
When I arrive at Jilavele, they give me a call, tell me what street to take and what number to stop, as if I were in the middle of a metropolis and not in a village with three towers and a few hundred inhabitants.
I prayed, so I thought it was nice and decent for a boy born and raised in a big city, like me and not in a cat, like you wail him in the country.
In the meantime we were preparing the flower packs I had bought before leaving the market to offer his wife and his mother-in-law and the vodka bottle for his father-in-law as a sign of respect for them, and for the simple reason that he was the first the date when we cross the threshold, thinking at the same time that maybe who knows, I will come another time.
When we got out of the car, which was parked in the yard, I gave the gifts to the people for whom they were bought, excusing me that I came with Max, my soul mate.
They showed me the room where I was to spend the night, telling them that Max will sleep with me because he is so learned, and has good manners and will not trouble or dirt.
Finally, I emptied the trunk of things, going to change in some more comfortable clothes and preparing for the “great adventure,” the fishing game. But what God do you think we could?
Well, not because I had to look for Max to take him with me.
I cry, and the hill does not appear, I cry several times, and he does not appear.
I got scared, and I panicked, why does not he come?
What God has happened to him?
What annoyed me was the fact that time was passing, and we could no longer be on the lake fishing time.
“Did Florin not see Max?” He replies,
“I did not see him, and I do not know where he is!” I tell him:
“Cannot believe where God has hidden since I cannot find him?”
In a later portion I found him in the trunk, and he was shaking.
Seeing me in the eye was the glow of the ocean that all the animals have at the sight of the master.
“What happened to Max, I’m asking? As if he could speak! “He poorly barked to me, pointing at me with his mouth, to the fiery animal that frightened him.
I’ll be back quickly scared and I in my turn, and I see that in fact “ferocious animal” was a rooster, red, rebel and airy like a turkey she headed struts for car is trying peck Max, and was not even afraid of me.
I then understood why Max had hidden in the car and he was very scared of the coconut and his hens, because he had not seen rooster until then, no coconut, no hen.
Understanding the mystery, I burst out instantly in laughter, telling Max and the others howling, laughing at all like the best joke I’ve ever heard.
I put him on the puppy, I pushed the rooster away and pulled Max out of the trunk.
Happy, Max walked behind me, tantalizing, looking back from time to time not to follow him “the fiery animal,” so to say a good joke in the films with Stan and Bran.
This thing made me even worse, thinking that she could have been immortalized in a cartoon collage of tortured dogs.
“Florin, I ask my friend, what did you mean by the golden rule, from fishing?” That the silence is golden?
Those right I have endless talk tendencies, more than a woman, because that’s what I am, and that is, I can communicate better with my friends, but not with all people, or I pray depends on people.
I understand what he meant, which is why we headed for a lake late.
It was on the edge of it, actually on some smaller hills because I did not have much access to the shore because it was populated with a lot of reed and I thought to keep myself from mosquitoes because I was not prepared with sprays or other medications against biting and lustful mosquito bites, Florin going further in a specially arranged place.
I, the great fisherman, I tried to throw the rod, and obviously I broke the hook, not unlock reel from the rod, not used to these movements suddenly.
Finally, I realized what I was supposed to do, and what was the movement, I rebuilt the hook and I managed to sneak the line into the water.
The right I did, but a little harder.
All day I threw my hook to anything, even if I wanted to catch even a small fish small and no “Golden Fish”, but to I’ve got something, heatstroke and sunburn, because I was shirtless like a fool, not thinking what will happen if I sit in the sun without any protection.
Evening was a torment for me due to prolonged exposure to the sun, I could not eat anything, I drank a lot of water, and what was so great was that Max did not bother me but instead slept beside the bed , suffering as well as he is with me.
He consoling me and rejoiced me, because I knew he cared very much for me.
And that’s how it was and I was not fishing since I wanted to go out of my mind.
Maybe next time I will be more cautious about sun exposure, and maybe I’ll be able to catch some fish, to boast that I have learned some of the secrets of fishing.
But that did not prevent me in any way from reading more about this sport, about the secrets of fishing gear, how to prepare how it is arranged, and what you have to do in certain situations.
The theoretical part is very good, but what is next, the practical part, we will see.
However, even if you want it’s impossible to know everything so, you can try because life also offers you this possibility, and why not?
June 8 th / 2018