Those of us who search for fish, fowl and other game are world-class optimists. We buy rain suits hoping it will rain because some old-timer told us the bass bite better when it’s pouring. Waterfowl hunters become more optimistic the worse the weather gets. They sing in the rain more often than Gene Kelly.

The new book out, “The Optimism Bias,” suggests the human brain is “hardwired for hope.”

It says our brain activity makes humans predisposed to be hopeful, even when it flies in the face of reason, circumstances or experience. The most pessimistic people hope for the best while expecting the worst.

Studies done for the book show that most respondents vastly overestimated how long they will live. Almost everyone, Debbie Downers included, believe they will outlive the “average person.” One out of every 10 people said they would live to be 100. In reality, two out of 1,000 blow out 100 candles.

Ninety-three percent of those surveyed were so optimistic about their driving skills that they believe they are better drivers than more than half of the people on the road today. If you’ve driven any distance at all, you are aware that not all optimism is grounded in reality.

Studies conducted for the book also indicate the true optimists –– those glass-half-full people –– work harder, earn and save more money and feel good about what they do. 

If your own optimistic outlook needs a little polish, go hang around with men and women who hunt and fish. Those of us who search for fish, fowl and other game are world-class optimists.

We buy rain suits hoping it will rain because some old-timer told us the bass bite better when it’s pouring. Waterfowl hunters become more optimistic the worse the weather gets. They sing in the rain more often than Gene Kelly.

Outdoor enthusiasts seldom refer to the outdated map in the glove box because we know there is greater opportunity or more excitement around the next curve — no matter where it is.

We have a brand-new spare tire, but we never check the air pressure because we’re never going to need it. Our jumper cables and flashlight are in the truck just in case somebody has broken down along the road and needs help (probably a pessimist who expected the worst and got it).

Deer cabins are full of men and women who are so wildly optimistic they believe that the mouse running through the cupboard is looking for a way out.

We throw out one more cast, hoping to hook the big one that has eluded us all day, and hunker down until dark in frigid deer stands because the big guy can step into the clearing at any minute. No matter how many doves or geese we miss, the next one is going to fall.

When October days get shorter and chillier, we know there will be one more homegrown BLT before the first frost.

I’m even optimistic that just once this hunting season, Buckwheat is going to show up on time. That would be the triumph of hope over experience.

Journalist James Scott says, “Stick with the optimists. It’s going to be tough, even if they’re right.” I wonder if he knows Buckwheat?

Contact George Little at ccmglobal@aol.com.