From a distance I saw two small vessels on the bay.
I noticed a single fishing rod wedged in the back of each small boat.
Then I noticed the boat closest to me was being propelled by the man moving his feet.
He was pedaling this boat well into the middle of deep waters and far from shore.
I assumed his buddy was also pedaling.
I thought of how oddly brave this was,
relying on only one’s stamina.
Moving far off shore based only on one’s strength and motivation to move this small craft.
But the courage is not only believing that somewhere out there, there are fish to catch,
but also in the believing that you have what it takes to get all the way back.
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