This is me in my peaceful place. A bad day of fishing beats a good day of…well…anything else! Now, don’t get me wrong, I love my family with all my heart. But fishing? Fishing is my bliss. The quietness. The calmness. I can let my thoughts float freely. And, if I’m alone, it’s where I speak to Yah most, and sometimes I can even feel the presence of His Holy Spirit. And oh, what a wonderful feeling that is!