Oct 9, 2018
I guess that if you just continue to do what you love long enough, people just kind of figure that you are doing ok, or maybe it was the infectious positive attitude, or the 14 hour days that I never complained about, or that I was always doing 14 hour days for months at a time, and on the one day off that I might have, I would do an 18 hour day for my own enjoyment. Behavior like this is so contrary to the 9-5 punch a clock mentality that is so prevalent in our society.
Sometimes, I find it a little funny that anyone would ask me for advice on how to get started. It is funny because I did virtually everything wrong that can be done wrong and continued to do that until another “tipping point” where people just started assuming that if I had been doing it that way for a while, maybe it was the right way.
My father was not a professional fisherman or guide. I did not grow up in the Keys or near the ocean. I did not know anyone who had ever been a professional guide and I had only taken a couple of guided trips in my lifetime, from guides who were not people that I had any desire to emulate.
No, I just started fishing and loved it. When I say that I loved it, I mean it. Fishing became everything to me. When I was fishing, I had complete tunnel vision and laser focus. I was able to learn at a rate that I never knew in school and for the first time ever, I had a passion, an unrelenting desire to gain as much knowledge and experience as possible in the shortest amount of time. This was new to me.