Up this morning at the crack of dawn and rolled out to yet
another airport in Manaus for another 2 hour flight into the middle of nowhere
yet once again. Interesting sensation
when I stopped to realize that I was getting on a plane to go someplace that I had
no idea where that someplace was with two guys that I met yesterday. Turns out,
I am once again out there but not quite as out there as I have been the last
week. I have no idea what the river is called that we are on, but it is
huge…like Mississippi huge, but clear.
The lodge has been around for a few years and is trying to
branch more into fly fishing, moving away from bait casting and bottom fishing.
It is a beautiful mother ship that is located just upriver from a small village
with a landing strip and a handful of houses, an old church, and a school. It’s
a remnant population from the days of rubber and then gold. But, they are doing
more and more fly-fishing and invited me to come check it out and fish for a
few days.
We headed out this afternoon for a casual fish off. The
“draw’ here is the diversity of species that you can fish for. I got a few
small peacocks and one that maybe went 4 pounds. They were exceptionally strong
for their size. I also sight fished and hooked something that looked like a
small Barracuda. It came off after a good jump and they told me that it was a
trophy size thing that looks like a small Barracuda.
So, I am here for 5 days I think…I start home on the 19th.
I am missing everyone these days, especially as I get ready to go eat dinner
with 15 Brazilians that are here bat fishing for giant catfish and no speaking
da English. I have learned a few words in Portuguese, but I don’t think that
they are appropriate for use in casual conversations. The cadence of people
talking in Portuguese is really quite pleasant though.
The jungle is Hamazing. I think that if I ever were to truly
become an environmentalist, saving the rainforest is something that I could see
myself fighting for. I hope that my children see this place someday.
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