I wasn't born with a fishing rod in hand, and I didn't immediately fall in love with the sport. Quite the opposite!
The first time I went fishing was with my parents. My dad had bought all the fishing gadgets required and had only one goal in mind: to catch some fish. The only problem? The fish didn’t bite. My expectations were very high, and I found the overall experience to be fairly disappointing.
Several years later, I tried fishing again with a relative who showed me another way to tackle the sport. For him, fishing is a stress-free, goal-free sport: just a day out on a boat, in the sunshine, on a beautiful lake. And even if you don’t catch anything, it's a wonderful way to spend time together, enjoying nature and the tranquility of a beautiful spot. That time, I was hooked.