Flyfish for Sailfish
Guatemala, Central america, Parrots cries, swishing palms in the pacific warm wind and obsession. That obsession that can make you go accross the planet to satisfy your need, leave everything behind you for just one thing, that one thing that is ununderstandable by the ones who don’t fish.That pleasure that grabs you way before you wake up, while you sleep, and that will only stop a few minutes after you released that fish, whatever it is, but than to be replaced by craving of catching another fish. You are an addict, every fly fisher is. Don’t worry, it’s okay, there is just no cure. Forget about the advertisement that could kill that film, just enjoy the beauty of it.