Once curtains were open, the white snow world came into my sight, making me feel cold, demotivating my passion about fishing. The cold floor and stairs were aching the bottom of my feet, so I sat down in front of a stove, lied down curled up, then grabbed my dog up to my chest against her will in order to get warmth. After having two slices of bread and a glass of tea, my heavy bottom was up, body was ready to be active.
I prefer fishing with friends of mine to alone because we can talk on the way to a fishing spot, share beautiful moments of such as catching and missing a fish, teach and learn from each other and so on. Today, Takahisa Kitaguchi, a fishing and coffee lover, was accompanied. He always behaves like a concierge at an expensive hotel, has a charming smile with innocence, has a sense of humor like a comedian, and also has a talent of cooking like a chef. He is one of my friends who have natural warmth in their heart.
We drove to a different river, named Omoto. Some information had said that the river had warmer water thanks to spring water which was surely warmer than the one from the mountains. In the river, fish were very active so that they chased lures quickly and violently as if a dog were crazy about catching a ball in an extensive plain. Easier and constant responses made us content with, go back to the car, and change our clothes to warm our bodies.
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