The Big One
There is something particularly compelling about a taut fishing line. it declares the start of a contest with all the violent promise of a starting pistol, in this case between man and nature.
“You are killing me, fish, the old man thought. But you have a right to. Never have I seen a greater, or more beautiful, or a calmer or more noble thing than you, brother.” - Ernest Hemingway, The Old Man and the Sea