Showing posts with label Mexico. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mexico. Show all posts
Sep 12, 2012
La Paz Offers a Great Blend
Just like championship sports teams, fly fishing trips are greater than their individual parts. On one hand, you have trips where the fishing is so fantastic and plentiful that you will put up with sleeping on the ground, eating dehydrated food, squatting over a hole in the ground, and having your head encircled by a mosquito net. Other trips are defined not only by good fishing, but nice lodging, foodie worthy cuisine and most importantly, fantastic company. Perhaps the best part of fly fishing travel is that both types of trips generate stories; some glorious and some embarrassing that will be retold for years.
Apr 24, 2012
Baja Roosters
If you are ready for a challenge, start thinking about Roosters.
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Feb 12, 2012
Fish Boy Tales... So What's Up With Gabe?
Many of you were introduced to our local adolescent phenom in an earlier post titled, What's Up With Gabe?
Let us get a second helping. It is time to check back in with Fish Boy!
Well by the looks of it, Fish Boy or Gabe (semi-formal, human birth name), felt like a trip south was in order. It seems that even the steel-searching MerMan, himself, needed a reprieve from the dreary Oregon winter. With the cool, gray showers in the rearview, Fish Boy searched in earnest, the blue waters off the coast of Mexico, for connections with his distant brethren. True to his nature, he blazed a trail through the tropical landscape, marking his coordinates with clusters of dropped jaws and thrashing fins. There is an unmistakable passion in his breath, and I wonder how long before his gills find purpose beneath the surface, where his heart now beats.
Let us get a second helping. It is time to check back in with Fish Boy!
Well by the looks of it, Fish Boy or Gabe (semi-formal, human birth name), felt like a trip south was in order. It seems that even the steel-searching MerMan, himself, needed a reprieve from the dreary Oregon winter. With the cool, gray showers in the rearview, Fish Boy searched in earnest, the blue waters off the coast of Mexico, for connections with his distant brethren. True to his nature, he blazed a trail through the tropical landscape, marking his coordinates with clusters of dropped jaws and thrashing fins. There is an unmistakable passion in his breath, and I wonder how long before his gills find purpose beneath the surface, where his heart now beats.
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| Nice Find! |
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| Cuda Time! |
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| Yea, but mine are straighter! |
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| Ya see fellas, ya just got to make it swim like a - |
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Here we go. So yeah, it's just like I was saying, ya just.... |
Nice work Gabe! We'd like to say that the steelhead have missed you here but upon second thought, we're not so sure...
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