I get up every weekday morning at 5, go "on patrol" with the dog, feed him and the cat, get dressed and head to work. Weekends are precious with the family. Consequently I don't get out to fish often. A friend asked me when I am planning to retire and I told him not for a few more years and he asked me what I want to do when I retire. I said I want to get up in the morning and go fishing. So many mornings I drive across the bridge heading to work and see nice calm flat water, and I want to be out on it. But then there are mornings when it's chilly and blowing and there are whitecaps and I think man, I am happy to be warm inside my truck. Long way of saying no, it's not just you. Pick your days and go when it suits you. But some days being out there and conquering the weather is rewarding and reminds you of who you are.
Duck season is coming. Setting an alarm for 3 AM to sit in a cold duck blind seems insane at times. But then some mornings the view alone is worth it.
