All right, I don’t understand a Norwegian word of what the guy from DittFiske says, and I guess it’s the same for most of you, but it’s all right, we get the main point: fishing for tarpon in the Yucatan mangrove on a canoe kicks serious ass. I want to go.
Patagonian chrome, an absolute wonder lost in the middle of a wind swept desert. When will I see you again, land of wonders? A movie by our friends from the Fly Fishing Nation, beautiful as a Nine Inch Nails’ song with a Black Sabbath title.
Here’ comes the second part, for our pleasure!
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Phil had predicted a storm and all we hoped was that he wasn’t wrong. After losing five salmons in a single day, we had a chance of redemption on the next day. The Falls, take two. So after a night of turning over in our beds we climbed in the van with small eyes and great ambitions. We came down the stairs, the water had lowered so much that a new step had appeared. The river was still dark but we had stopped trying to see the salmons. We knew where they were, now we had to get them to react. Phil won the first drop privilege and took place at the beginning of the pool, he made a first cast, then a second. Then we saw he wasn’t wrong.
Walking up the trail, carrying your belly boat in your bag, then you arrive at last to the lake which is suppose to be “heaven” and because of little stupid things, like beeing tired, hungry, upset, the fishing doesn’t go that well. Then you get your act together, you are more than 100% dedicated to what you have to do, and everything comes smooth and easy. That’s fly fishing, we always have to be more than a 100% focused on what we are doing, that’s why we love it so much, there is no space for anything else.
When I was a kid, the cool dudes, the one that we would call hipsters a few decades later, would go skiing dressed up as if they were in the forties, and they use to ski this funny way which would make them kneel to take curves on the slopes, of course they would clib up and never us a lift, they were much too cool for that. Telemark was the way they called their skiing. Telemark is a region in Norway were you can hike the mountains and go for beautiful trout!
Our friends from Quebec are going on an Salmon expedition to Gaspé. It’s just what we love, friends, roadtrip, easy living and fishing ! To get english subtitles, press on the CC link at the bottom right corner of the vimeo screen.
“ I don’t expect them to get very far.” Ron Bourdages’ words echoed through our blurry mind as we climbed aboard the Hooké Van after a solid film projection party at Cimes Adventures. We were quite a bit hangover, we had a gap in our driving shaft but all you could smell in the Hooké Van was confidence. We were on our way to Gaspé, to fish the Falls of the Dartmouth River, we had a lot to hope upon. We finally got installed and had a quiet night before leaving for the pool at dawn. Arrived on the spot, Phil and Fred had a nasty Rock-Paper-Scissors war. Victorious, Fred got the honour to make the first cast in the raging river. This is where everything started for us, when he lost his first salmon of three. This day will remain one of the craziest we’ve lived on a salmon river with all the salmons, good moments and failures it includes. We’re glad to present you with this first part and hope you will enjoy it as much as we do. Keep following us, the second part is coming very soon!”
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Easy long summer days on the Umpqua river, what more do you need, a bunch of friends, adventure, small fish to play with…It’s summertime! This film summs it all. We love it.
Off course some will always tell you that you have to fish with a guide to get the best of your fishing trip, but you can also DIY… Let’s go Bahamas!
Hey! Here’s the page where you are able to watch all the trailers from Fly Fishing Film Tour 14, if you’re lucky enough to have the Film Tour not too far from you, you are going to have a hell of a night! Just GO ! Sorry if your not in the US or in Canada… but you still can watch a few films from teh previous editions here. And just for your pleasure, here’s 320 trailer.
Anton Schwartz was an old childhood friend. We often made fun of him and called him “Anton Noire” (children can be so cruel). When he was young he happily sowed his wild oats but his encounters with the justice forced him to join the Colonial forces where he brought honor to France. All of our colonies in Africa (center and north), in Asia (Tonkin, Viet Nam and others that I won’t even mention), held no secrets for my friend. He could tell you stories for hours, his voice often breaking with emotion. One day he invited me to the “Mousmee” bar where he the following story. “My dear Fleche, like you, I am crazy about fly fishing; it’s a most instructive passtime and I have a story that I think you’ll appreciate. It took place ages ago on my return from the war of Tonkin. On the shores of the Red River I had fallen head over heels in love with a delicious native whose singular name was “Long-Long”. She was an magnificent local specimen and I brought her back to France along with the whole tribe of her brothers, sisters, uncles, aunts and all the rest; you can take it from me… that was an enormous pack of yellows! It will come as no surprise to you that the surpassing culinary passion of these people is for fish. They consume enormous quantities of fish morning, noon and night. You can well understand that given the prohibitive prices of these acquatic beasts, whose freshness in our sinister french fish markets was relative, that these poor asiatics were in tears. And Fleche, you know me, you can imagine how the chagrin of these people broke my heart and gave me considerable, unexpected, inventive resources to render life supportable for my friends…. I am certainly, first of all, a christian. Well, it’s no secret that the women in that part of the world possess hair of an uncommon finess, length and solidity. Read more…