Some nights I like sitting in a comfortable beach chair w/beer in hand after I have cast my bait upon the waters. I like sitting back and looking up at my rod tips, beer in hand, and at the moon at the same time. This type of fishing generally goes well or even better when I am with my brother, because we say the stoopidist god damn things to each other and get a laugh out of it.
Most other times I throw just about anything that I think will catch a fish. More often than not what I am heaving forth into the briny blue is made of wood.
But lets not forget, I go both ways. I flyfish also.........
I fish this way because it floats my boat.