Brian's Travel Tips: Fishing
Trip Start
Oct 30, 2012
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Trip End
May 30, 2013
Fishermen are all the same. It doesn't matter if you're fishing with a Russian, or someone from Tuktayuktuk. Fishing transcends language. They all mumble the same, point the same, laugh at the same things, and are all out for the largest catch they can get.
Rummaging along the shores in a tiny dugout longboat, as tippy as a unicycle. Flashlights on our heads looking for things in the muck. Using a ½ paddle ½ spear with a nasty looking fork on the end looking for large freshwater prawns. Jabbed at a few different species which I'd never seen. Occasionally tiny little fish jumped into our boat which I pretended I had caught with my bare hands, just to make him laugh. Violent rains caused us to come in early, so my guide grabbed a hold of the double rowing paddles at the back and got us to shore in no time!
Rummaging along the shores in a tiny dugout longboat, as tippy as a unicycle. Flashlights on our heads looking for things in the muck. Using a ½ paddle ½ spear with a nasty looking fork on the end looking for large freshwater prawns. Jabbed at a few different species which I'd never seen. Occasionally tiny little fish jumped into our boat which I pretended I had caught with my bare hands, just to make him laugh. Violent rains caused us to come in early, so my guide grabbed a hold of the double rowing paddles at the back and got us to shore in no time!


