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If twenty odd years ago, someone said that I would still be going to New Zealand's South Island to endeavour to out wit a fish with the brain size of a pea, I would think the are crazy.
I must be the crazy person, weeks of preparation tying flies, aided with the occasional sip of whiskey.
Enduring the discomfort of airline seats that recline in your face. Hats off to Air New Zealand for the seat comfort unlike ...... ......... where passenger comfort is not a priority as we are all having "fun".
Days spent walking in some of the most bracing and beautiful environments.
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| Note: Leg Model used to protect the blogger's privacy |
Standing and falling into in freezing water.
Leaving no stone unturned to discover the secrets of the trout's diet
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| Sorry, wrong photo, must remember invertebrate not reptile |
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| Stone fly nymph |
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| Mayfly Dun |
Ref:
MAY FLY LIFE CYCLE
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| And dressing like a DAG |
The Anticipation
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| Preparation |
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| The Walk |
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| Looking for Risers |
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| Gearing Up |
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| Clear water - beautiful fish |
The Rewards
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| First cast of the Day |
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| Fishing with Friends (not with benefits) |
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| Back in the river - to meet another day |
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| Hooked up |
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| Lovely Brown Trout |
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| Another stream - another fish |
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| Same place each year - same fish? |
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| Till we meet again - next year |
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