Destination Seclusion
The sun was not up yet, but the pale morning light coming through the curtains suggested it wasn’t far off. Belize serves up some of the finest sunrises and sunsets to be seen anywhere, with orange and red hues that can’t be duplicated. After grabbing a cup of coffee from the galley, I groggily made my way to the aft-deck. The colorful horizon was certainly enough to clear my sleep-clouded vision. |
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Heaven on Earth
"Many tuna en aqui!" shouted our charter captain in his best broken English, as we motored toward a point locals call El Farito or "The Little Lighthouse." The winds were uncharacteristically light for late November in East Cape, making the Sea of Cortez like a sheet of glass and our morning run to the fishing grounds a pleasant one.
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Colorado Cowboys
Having grown up a dairy farm boy in a Connecticut town sandwiched right in between two gun manufacturers, Winchester and Colt, I learned early on that I’d rather be ropin’ ‘em instead of milkin’ ‘em. But the closest I got to my cowboy fantasy was watching John Wayne westerns and staging a few gun-slinging shoot-outs with my pals. While I eventually found a new passion I could really rope, fishing; I never lost the urge to live out my cowboy dream. Guilty as charged, I am a cowboy at heart.
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Russian Rainbows
The giant helicopter’s turbines scream to life and the massive rotors begin spinning. With our mountain of gear stowed in the cavernous cargo hold, we’re all set to go, feeling the intense excitement of the high adventure that awaits us here in Far East Russia, on the fishing trip of a lifetime! The flight engineer gives the thumbs up, engines rev and we’re off! |
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Rio Segre Rendezvous
As the bright harvest moon climbed over the tallest hilltop across the Rio Segre, the electronic fish alarm attached to the rod stand made a tiny beep which riveted my attention.
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Heart Pounding Gold
Golden Dorado cruising the warm rivers and vast marshes of Northern Argentina are sure to leave visiting anglers thrilled for months! "Dorado, dorado!" our guide Javier Enriquez yelled as I turned to see the golden flash beside my partner’s hooked piranha. George Liska had hooked the toothsome fish while casting in the marshes.
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Christian Island
There is no denying that Christmas Island has stood the test of time as a world-class bonefish destination. For decades, this piece of angling paradise has been visited on an annual basis by a large number of dedicated anglers. |
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Bohemian Rhapsody
Following the winding road away from the lowlands and up through meadows into the forested slopes of the Krušné hory (Ore Mountains) in Western Bohemia, we were but a few miles from the German border as we sought fishable waters in this quiet corner of the Czech Republic.
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Comedero Commandos
After a four-hour flight delay in Houston, after a bumpier-than-expected bus ride into the Sierra Madres, after narrowly eluding an inhospitable dog that chased me from the dining hall to my sleeping quarters, and after tripping over a monster toad the size of a cantaloupe. |
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