It’s always a sensory overload, leaving the stark white desolation of the Antarctic and returning to all the colors and smells of NZ.
I don’t know what to say about the fishing other than it was spectacular. We had low, clear water… some willing fish… and one set of superhuman laserbeam eyes that spotted I think every fish in the river.
Of course the first fish I get a shot at is not fond of a big pile of leader/line slamming into the water right over his head. My buddy comes through a couple of pools later with a nearly 8lb specimen to show me how it’s done.
We continued to take turns after that and the fish were cooperating for the most part.
Three BIG browns in this pool…
They were somehow on to us, but the rainbow rising in the tailout was happy to oblige.
Thanks for ruining what I thought was a good day. LOL. That has to be on of the most beautiful places in the world. My Lord I cannot wait to get down there. Tahr, chamois, and stag are at the top of the list, now throwing the long rod is pulling an incredibly close second. Seriously, thanks Jerms.
This is just about the best fly fishing report/pics/story I’ve ever seen on this board. There are no words… Ridiculously cool, thanks a million for posting that. Wow.
