Vivid yellows, deep reds, ocean blues, mesmerising greens and undertone grey, the fall colours of the tundra… all at the height of your toes or a at best a foot or two above your head. Willows with their Golden leaves grow as little ground cover plants, alongside Blue berry with its name sake coloured berries […]
Tag Archives: Fishing
Jan 31st: Red Eyes Glow amongst the Mangroves
Sunny, Hot, light wind form the NE Distance 6.5 KNM to camp another 4 paddled in the mangroves. Dinner: Coconut and Garlic Poached fish with beans lentils and rice. I sit writing by the campfire as a young Crocodile sits quietly watching me from the water that is barely 3 meters from me. When […]
Jan 28th Big Fish are Biting.
Sunny and Hot Distance: 4 KNM Camp at Hermosa Point beach (Playa Blanco) On the water earlier today, though still not early enough. The Surf was slamming the beach, though the waves only a foot and a half high. We lunched of the beach with the sea socks in the TRAK’s, due to the fact […]
Jan 27th: A Boat In the Night
Weather: Sunny Hot light wind from the SW/ Distance: 6 NM Dinner: Rice and Beans, chocolate Cake A fire of smoldering embers glows beneath the starlit sky as small waves break upon the pebble beach I lay on. Awaiting the chocolate cake cooking inside a Dutch oven buried on in the hot coals before […]
Salmon Fishing in Port Alberni
My First Sockeye Salmon! Summer in Canada and the first Sockeye Salmon Run for the year was on in Port Alberni, Vancouver Island. I had never Fished for Salmon on the River Before so this was an exciting time for me, almost 8 years in Canada and I had only Fished on the Ocean for […]
Fishing for Cod
I headed out fishing With Lise and her brother, Andreas (who is a real Norwegian fisherman), on his commercial fishing boat. Was a lot of fun, fishing until 12 at night and the sun only just then dipped below the horizon? I both Lise and I caught big fishes, but not many all together […]
Bone Fishing Belize
I stand in crystal clear knee deep water, the bleach white sand below me also stretches into oblivion. Through the gentle ripples of the Azure framed Sand Flat, I watch from afar as slight dark shapes move about. My carefully casted fly is waiting just in front of the moving submarine ghosts. I begin to […]