Every summer it was the same thing.. The great family transhumance that took us to the little village of Ousinieres, a port nestled in a dead end, a stone’s throw from Toulon. It was a place where I passed marvelous days as Tarzan, perched in the umbrella pines in the Hotel Provencal gardens, scrutinizing the hostile jungle. I returned to reality, regularly smeared with an awful resin that was like dog-shit and brought on my mother’s wrath; when I think of that marvelous woman, I remember the anger as theatrical and her wrath filled with gentleness. Read more…
Shame… we like fishermen who have the right attitude. Catch and release, semms for us the way of fishing. Sometimes we keep fish to eat, when we’re not threatning a species. Here we have an example of what not to do. Please share that video and support savethetarpon.com may we do everything to stop the The Professional Tarpon Tournament Series (PTTS) in Boca Grande, Florida. FIshing is pleasure, not competition
With my friend Oli, we went drove down to Le Tarn for the Opening. Our opening, one month after the official one. We had caught, trouts, sunburns, slept in the car by the river, laughed like kids. At this time there was only neoprene waders and we were so hot in those early spring days. On the way back, we found this old tape in the glove box. The Doors, we listened to it over and over till we got to Paris. We were young and life wave so promising !
Skeena steelheads, big and strong as a cyclist leg… This is insanity, now that I’ve seen this film, I am going to be haunted and my dreams will be filled with chromes…sometimes I hate to find films on the web…I oonly want to go fishing, now, more than ever!.
A little trip to the land of Bonefish and Tarpon, Florida. Two short (one very short) films that we like! Lucky ones you get the week end special: 2 films on the same post!
I wanna tell you ’bout a dance
that’s goin’ around
everybody’s doin’ it
from the grownups down
Don’t move your head
don’t move your hands
don’t move your lips
just shake your hips
Do the hip shake, babe
do the hip shake, babe
shake your hip, babe
shake your hip, babe
Seriouly? Did you see that? It’s a shame! Those bears they don’t seem to ever brush their teeth! It is very dangerous, if they eat you yu might get some weird desease! We should ask ASPCA to take action righjt now and give those bears a proper toothbrush with toothpaste and send someone to show them how to use it! It’s a shame! I’m not even talking about the foul breath they must have…I would want to kiss a bear after seeing that film…
The morning at the riverside was of an enchanting sweetness. Not because I raised a multitude of fish worthy of gracing the covers fishing magazine, but because I was doing what I love most, feeleeling the water flow between my legs, breathing in perfumes unknown in my studio (where there is an unrelenting odor of turpentine) and having a little snack, sitting with my head in the shade and my toes fanned out before me.
At the river I prepared a sandwich of real competition. It’s not that I spit on sausage and butter, or ham with pickles or camembert of Normandy (don’t put words in my mouth) but if there is one thing that really turns my head, it’s lavender honey. Read more…
Five years, our freinds blog Bearnishfly is 5 years old! They’ve accomplished the hardest: staying online. How many blogs, forums or websites have we seen dissapearing in the black holes of the internet… Only the ones with perseverance manage to stay online and you did it! So a Happy birthday to you guys, and thank you for giving us those amazing films! Gora Gora Bearnishfly!* (Long Life Bearnisfly in Basque)
And here’s a little gift from us:
Andrew Henderson, his job: World Freestyle Football Champion… You want a demo? There uyou go! You can practice all week end.
Of course when we mention St Moritz, you think of James Bond, pin ups in furs and heavenly wood houses by the ski slopes…. but that’s not all of it… Do you want to go fishing in St Moritz 99€/day per fisherman? Looks great! email@example.com
A real “old school” documentary on river Dordogne, in Correze, France, one of the best rivers for graylings… but even if that thing was shot only 17 years ago, it’s alreaady …dated ? One hour in the heart of french fly fishing, you wouldn’t want to miss that! (we’ll forgive you if you fell asleep)…
The best of the best! We just found our dream…the Tonke camper! At last we’re going to be able to hit the road in a gipsy style caravan with the latest Merc van! You are going to take your Suzy to the trip of her dreams! You’re going to camp wherever you want for a real love journey! Nothing beats that thing! Look at those pictures, they smell wax and wood, they smell comfort and cosyness! Affraid to drive miles? Don’t worry the latest Mercedes van is there to take you even further than you expected! We want one!!