So stop being a sissy and launch the boat already, or read on to see exactly what’s so annoying.
If you were born before the 90's then you have the fortune of knowing what life was like without the Internet.
The Internet hasn't left anything untouched, completely changing everything from banking to education to the fabric of society itself.
A lot of this change has been good, and if there is one thing it's changed dramatically it would be inshore fishing.
Inshore fishing has never been easier!
Today we have all kinds of physical and informational technology to help us safely navigate the marsh and catch fish.
There are trolling motors that "spot lock" and fish finders that basically see fish, like in the picture below.
Getting from Point A to Point B in a totally new area isn't hard anymore.
Can you trace with your finger?
You can now navigate anywhere in Louisiana when armed with a decent GPS and a mapping chip.
And you don't even need that: a basic handheld GPS and custom route creation using Google Earth is over kill.
If you've never had to shoot a resection with a lensatic compass then you are truly lost (no pun intended) as to how easy navigation has become.
Count yourself blessed!
Finding information has never been easier because all you have to do is "google it".
We're not talking quantum mechanics, we're talking about typing a keyword into a box and pressing Enter.
Social media is another excellent resource for inshore anglers.
Between YouTube, Instagram, and Facebook there's enough info for anyone to get an idea of not only where fish are biting, but how to fish the spots they want to try.
Sure, there's a lot of crap to sift through, but that effort only requires one to move their thumbs a little more.
Swipe your way to fishing success!
There's no Big Bad Wolf in the marsh anymore, folks.
With all the resources and information available the worst thing anyone has to endure is a tough fishing trip.
Yes, there are excuses: "Well I want to make sure the two hour drive to <insert fishing destination> is worth it."
Two hours? That's it?! Ha ha ha!!
Earlier this year I took an eight hour drive to a lake to get my ass whipped for three days straight before returning home with my tail tucked between my legs.
And I accepted it. Took responsibility for it. Enjoyed it.
Because it's a fishing trip, not a prison sentence.
But yet we still see the posts, "I was wondering..." and "Should I go fishing" or "Will it be worth it?"
All my man-brain hears is "I can't make decisions for myself and need my hand held because I'm scared a fish twelve inches long will kick my ass".
You can be rich, you can be poor.
You can be black, hispanic or grey alien.
It doesn't matter to the fish, not an iota.
All that matters is if a bait is put in front of her or not.
If you're not there to cast a line, you cannot possibly catch her.
So reach down deep, grab your balls and launch the damn boat already!
End rant. :)
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