You take an old school bus, a 1966 Mercedes-Benz model for instance, you make it all new, you take out all the seats with their generations of gums glued in the back, you redo everything in wood, with comfortables banquettes, a modern kitchen, comfortable beds, basic bathroom, a stove for cool nights and their you go! You have La Canchita! The best bus you’ll ever get to go fishing in Agentina (even if it’s mainly used for skiing in Bariloche) and I promise you it’ll be more fun than in a lodge filled with old farts who wantt to stop fishing at 4pm because they have to get diner at 7pm…Go check their website, I’m sure your rodsn waders and flies will feel at home!
On the web, there are many fly fishing blogs you don’t even need to stop by, there are just like any fishing blog, they might be worth checking for some but for us, at Le Mouching, we think we have to pick the best for you, so we came accross “Fishing in Style” and we said to ourselves this is exactly what we like and we hope it’s not going to disappear in the balck hole of the internet and unlike many onthers, it’ll last more than a couple of years… Check it out and have a nice Sunday!
You take you rod, she takes hers, you walk up by the water, scanning the first pool. It’s happening between the river, her and you, and it’s strong.
Of course my favorite fly fishing film on Tarpon is “Tarpon” by Guy de la Valdenne with Jim Harrison, Tom McGuane and Richard Brautigan, but it’s more the philosophical aspect of fishing and lifestyle that it’s about. Here with Rob Fordyce and Bou Bosso, you’re going to Islamoraada for the 2013 Golden Fly Tarpon Tournament. There’s a lot of tarpon, indeed! I want to be there too! (Click the picture)
C’mon, she’s pretty, she can handle a fly rod or two rather well, let’s enjoy this and with mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come. Even if, as she says herself, it’s not even fair.
We thought it would please you as the week end starts. Johnny Cash and Bob Bylan, what else?
But what are you doing watching this screen? You should be out fishing! Since today our contributor, Jérôme Servonnat’s birthday, here a video specially for him (he’s obscessed with pike and musky), all the others get out!
You know how I feel about my Swiss army knife. It does almost everything, but almost is not all. Rowing around Tom Sawyer-style on Uruguay’s Río Hum, I’ve learned something: if you’re out in the bush for a while, nothing beats a good machete. Whether you’re pruning, making sticks to start fires, chopping that big bastard that’s ten feet long and messes with your neat little fire, open a way in the thick, giving a point to the poles for a shelter, or even — God forbids — cutting off a fish’s head, a machete is the tool for you. Or rather a chopper, actually, which is not exactly the same. Real machetes are lighter and more suited to open ways through the rainforests, but that’s not something I ever did. What you need is rather a good compromise between a big knife and a hatchet.
What makes a good chopper? My .02 is that you need some weight and a blade of springy and tough steel. You need a well designed grip, because maybe you’ll be whacking the bushes in your garden, maybe you’ll be setting a base camp for big bows hunting in the Parque Nacional Vincente Pérez Rosales, but the last thing you need is a blister. If it’s cheap, it’s not bad either. I’ve found myself the perfect toy. It’s called Chanceinhell (yeah, no kidding**), it’s a Ken Onion design for CKRT, thus a big name in knife making working for an industrial brand. It fits my hand perfectly, with a gravity center rather low on the blade, and it’s not too difficult to sharpen, even for someone as challenged as I am. It will last, that’s for sure given how it’s made (even though I didn’t really try to destroy mine). And it’s sold with a sheath, just right to strap it on your backpack’s side for extra bush swag points. All in all, 17 oz. well spent when you’re out in the woods, at least if you plan to live there more than hike around.
** It seems that you cannot go too far when naming contraptions of this kind in the States, because your client is probably either a survivalist nutjob, or a nutjob gearing up for the next zombie invasion.