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Here we are, in the middle of the southern Caribbean Ocean on a series of island just about 80 miles off the cost of a Carracas. The Los Roques Archipelago has long been one of the world's premier saltwater flats destination. Civil unrest, a highly devalued currency, and plunging oil prices have taken Venezuela off the map for many western travelers and global fly fishers. So, our decision based o coming here had more to do with the assumption that the fishing would be as goods ever here because the fishing pressure is nonexistent compared to just a few years ago,

What I have to report so far is simple. We flew Miami to Caracas yesterday, We arrived Caracas at 1:00 pm, were greeted by a transfer team that took us to the domestic terminal. We checked in, hung out at the gate, and boarded the flight on time. The most stressful part of the travel day was...nothing. I expected to be assaulted by street vendors and gangs once we left customs but instead was greeted by a whole bunch of families, excitedly waiting for their returning family members. Felt more like home than anything else.

The quick flight form Caracas to Grand Roques was beautiful and efficient, Settling in and walking around the island was easy and there are no threats here other than maybe stubbing your toe on a concrete curb.

Birds are crashing sardines off the beach, they have been dong that since we arrived and I bet they do that all day, everyday. The wind is up, the sky is blue, and the anticipation for the day ahead is reaching its' peak. Im going to go put my shit together!