Its quiet on the lake at almost one in the morning where the sway of the trees in front of the stationary lights of the island themed bar across the way gives the impression of endless dancing despite the bar nearing closing time and the guests yell a little less loudly out of respect for the night sky where I find myself staring at the stars instead of the bobbers in the water because even though fishing is great, there's always something better to catch out there in the cosmos