The Five Life Lesson from Buddha Sturgeon

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Sunday March 12,2017 was the day it ended. The five years of pure torment and frustration. Fifteen minutes before calling it a day … Ariel says, “Keith I think this is the magic hour.” I glance at my rod tip and I see it twitch slightly.

“Ariel, I think I got a bite. Sht…this is it!”

I grab the pole, reel back the slack and swung for the fence. Immediately my rod doubles over and the weight of the fish sends the head of the pole into the water.

“Fack Yeah!!!” I hear Ariel say in the background as the fish peels off a hundred yards.

“Please don’t let it be a Batray…Please don’t let it be a Batray” I prayed with all I had. Twenty minutes pass, and it starts to give up. I see the “Bubbles” rise through the water.

“STURGEON!!!” I screamed like a little girl as I get the confirmation I was eagerly searching for. Ten minutes pass and it rises to the surface with whiskers and all. And like that…it was done.

Oversize 62 incher and safety released back into the murky bay water.

So what have I learned over five tormenting years and nearly 300 hours of fishing for this elusive fish? Here is my conclusion.

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Patience

You need mind numbing patience. I’m talking the kind of patience that would drive most normal people to drink, do drugs, kick a cat, and beat prostitutes—its like that.

Determination

But sturgeon fishing also takes a stubbornness and determination to take the blows day in and day out—year in and year out. I’ve lost feelings in my toes and fingers on more occasions than I would care to admit. I’ve had Batray fights that have left me deflated while my buddies laughed on—all in good fun.

Above all, and by sheer will and determination, I kept going. I will NOT be defeated by this fish—It’s just a stupid fish!

A few years past and the end result was the same—Skunk after skunk.—It’s a pretty damn smart fish!! God damn it!

Acceptance

Forrest Gump momma always said life is like a” box of chocolate you never know what you’re gonna get.” my momma says “ you suck and you know what you’re gonna get when you fish sturgeon for five years and come home with sht. Accept the fact and move on.”

She always has a way with words that melts my heart and puts my ego in check.

“I can do it momma. I’ve watch youtube videos and those guys from the Your backyard fishing video’s, who talk like their in porn. They get them all the time. I can do it, or I’ll do porn. Either way it’s a win-win situation.”

 

 

 

 

 

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Many times, I see the wisdom in what she says, and many times, I put my head down, line up my shots and go out for another beating, while thinking…

“Sht…how can I get paid to nail hot chicks?”

While I’m sure Mr. Dino slurps my bait and swims off unscathed.

Appreciation

But, above all, I learned appreciation. The journey is more important than the end result. Yes, I got a sturgeon and a beautiful one at that, but I’ve also shared the journey with countless friends and shared priceless moments.

It’s like appreciating the decent looking girl after getting hammered and nailing the girl no one would touch, only to wake up the next day regretting every moment and sneaking off before she wakes up. Hide the evidence and deny deny deny deny, even when she FB/instagram what an amazing time she had with the greatest guy she has ever met and how you are going to get married and have 5 kids, with a white picket fence and dog named Mr. Pickles.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Sup keith”
“Sup brotha,” Looking nervous, and showing no eye contact.
“I heard sht got wild with Stacy last night”, as he starts to chuckle.
“Nah bro, I just drop her off, I felt bad she didn’t have a ride home.”
“You know she sent photos of you guys ”, He openly laughs.
“Man…it wasn’t me. I just dropped her off.”
And keep denying regardless of the evidence.

It’s like that—You appreciate the next girl. 

Respect

Feeling a little deflated and dirty you move on. Self-respect has gone out the door and dignity with it, but Mr. Dino has your respect because he didn’t soil his dignity. He’s better than that and you have to work for him like the trophy wife.

His asking price is steep but the reward is instant respect and admiration from your buddies.

“Damn Bro you see Keith’s catch?”
“Yeah, I got a boner from just looking at it. It nearly split my pants in half”
“I’m proud of him. He’s gone a long way from stacy. Hey, I heard a rumor you hit it with stacy? Is that for real?”
“Nah bro, I just dropped her off”

Conclusion

I’m feeling very philosophical and sentimental after ending my journey with Mr. Dino. He’s been around for over a million years and has much wisdom to share, if we take the time to listen. He’s like a mini-Buddha with sharp diamond scales and a humble disposition. I know I’m a better person for going on this journey and learning the five lessons from Buddha sturgeon.