Fishing is a great sport. It is both a relaxing sport, as well as a very taxing sport. When I say taxing, if you have done much of it, then you know what I am talking about. Not only does it tax us physically, but more important, sometimes, is how it taxes us mentally, and emotionally.

I don't know about you, but I have spent thousands of hours over the last 35 years, chasing that seemingly impossible big one, to hang on the wall. I have spent my mind, I think sometimes, trying to get that big one to bite. When it does happen, it seems like I am always unprepared.

I can think of a dozen times or so when that big trout , or that big striped bass , or that big smallmouth hit, and they would tax my mind again. We often times spend thousands of dollars buying tackle, paying for fuel, sometimes even housing, at a lodge, or camping spots, chasing that ever elusive fish, no matter what the species. Only to be disappointed again.

Sometimes I ask my self, why do I do it? The answer is simple really. It is an obsession. I am happy that my wife is good natured about it all.

Fishing holds many a secret from us all. However the more you get taxed, the more a person is driven, to finding that most guarded secret, that we are all convinced, is out there. Fish, sometimes I think, are smarter than I am, and I even have to tax myself, about that.

After all, I have never heard a fish biologist say, That fish can think. Have you? Nor have I ever heard another fisherman dare speak them words, though I believe we may all think that quietly, somewhere in the back of our minds.

Secrets, we sometimes think, are revealed to us, everytime we hear about a new lure, or dryfly. Just think about how excited you get, when Bob, down the road calls you, and says he just caught a lunker bass, on his brand new lake-clear wabbler.

You think to yourself, what to heck is a lake-clear wabbler, all the while listening intensely to Bob telling you every little detail. You soon get impatient, and can't wait for Bob to hang up, so you can beat it down to your favorite sporting goods store to by your lake-clear wabbler, only to find out that they have no idea what you are talking about.

See how fishing taxes us. So now, you are off on a journey, across the whole state. Well Bob didn't tell you, that the lake-clear wabbler only played a small part, in him catching that lunker. Even your next door neighbor, is taxing your mind, and it is all because of fish.

Bob didn't tell you the real secret behind his success, But I was watching him, and I will share his secret with you. About a week ago I was fishing at the same fishing hole Bob was. Guess what, He brought his boat onshore, got out and sat in the shade of a big old tree, to eat his lunch. I was onshore across the way from Bob.

He finished his lunch and when he got up, I saw him tie the remnants of something on a branch that was overhanging the water. This got my curiosity up, so I waited untill Bob Left and I went over to investigate.

What I saw baffled me for a long while. He had tied a porkchop bone to the branch. At first I thought it was just a little treat for the birds. But it still seemed odd to me. It wasn't untill a few days later that I discovered the real reason for that porkchop. And if you can guess what that reason was then contact me.

Your turn to be taxed. LOL

No, I can't do that to you, you see when I returned a few days later, I was fishing my favorite deep hole from shore, and I noticed a lot of activity in the water. Bet you can't guess where. You got it. Bass were really active, over by that big ole tree that Bob had placed the pork chop in.

So I kept watching that area for awhile and after a bit, I decided to go and investigate. As I crept up to this spot, on my belly, I immediately noticed a bunch of bait fish swimming around under the branch of that big old tree.

My first instinct was to jump up and start fishing, but I decided to just watch for awhile. After about 10 minutes or so, my patience paid off. Along came this big ole bass after his lunch. I concluded that he was the reason for all the activity that I had witnessed earlier.

Then I got really excited, as I figured that here was another chance for me to hang the big one on the wall. Boy was I sadly mistaken. I did my best that day to catch that old lunker, but to no avail. I should have known.

So after I had given up trying to catch him, I was setting on the bank, under that big old tree, just staring into the water, for awhile. All of a sudden I see a little dimple in the water, as I looked more closely, I realize the dimple was created by a maggot.

Uh Huh. I discovered Bobs secret. The porkchop wasn't for the birds to pick at. Clever, I thought to my self. He placed the pork chop there to attract the blowflies. Then as the blowflies landed and placed their eggs on the pork chop, they developed into maggots, and fell from the tree.

And what do you suppose was waiting in the water for them maggots? Baitfish. Now the picture in my head was clearing up. Porkchop, Blowflies, eggs, maggots, baitfish, And finally Big Daddy, the big old lunker, that I am sure Bob has hanging on his wall now.

This is only part of the secrets, that fishing has for everyone. Who better to learn from, when you go fishing, other then a local fisherman that has fished all the hotspots in his area. This is why I am Creating my series of e-books. There will be 52 in all. One for every state in the United States. Each state is taylored to the resources for that particular region.

There is many a secret in each volume, from local anglers, and I will add a few of my own well guarded secrets. These manuals are resource oriented and are invaluable to any fisherman.

You will also learn where you can get a free membership to the company that started me on this journey. You will be able to learn, for free, to do, as I am doing. Take your passion to the next level, by Joining me in this venture. Learn free, how to take your passion, make it into an ebook and learn the little known secrets, to retiring early, so you may fish more.