My mom taught me to fish when I was just old enough to hold a rod & barely cast. On the occasional skunk outing, I'd get so mad. Sometimes my little kid self would swear up and down that I'd never fish again (which was never true) My mom always reminded me that we may not have caught any fish, but we certainly always caught a good time. Sometimes I find myself getting frustrated, especially on tough days. I love catching big fish, but I try to remember to have a good time first & foremost :)