It's an analogy for life that at the end of the day, I can live with. When I come home from work and realize the mountains I have and have not summited, I have to cope somehow. When I fish, that pleasure of being alone, coping with windy, or hot, or rainy, or unproductive days puts perspective to everything. Yet it is so mindless, pleasurable, exciting and though either good or bad, always keeps you coming back for more.