02/08/2026
I love chasing these fish.
They definitely push the definition of insanity at times, doing the same drifts over the same ledges. Doing the same thing over and over, weekend after weekend and expecting a different result each time.
A few weeks ago the conditions were far from ideal. Dirty water, no current, not much going on. We drifted all day anyways.
Long after we should have quit, a fish swam into the spread and gave me an easy shot.
A man once ran some experiments on animals. He gave them a button and If they pressed it, they got a piece of food. When the food came every single time, the animals would press it for a while, but when the food stopped coming, they stopped pressing the button.
Then he tried a different experiment where the button only gave food every now and then. Then the animals became way more persistent. They just kept pressing, waiting on that next reward.
I can’t help but feel like that, always going back out and hoping this is the day, or this is the drift. The fact that it’s not guaranteed is exactly what makes it so addicting. It’s interesting because the definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again expecting a different result, but at the same time, there’s something in each of us that makes us want to keep pressing that button. In a way, we can’t help but love the insanity.
