I got back home from Ireland on Saturday afternoon after an awesome trip. I have never been to the south east during August, and while there were obviously a load of holiday makers there enjoying themselves, all you have to do is walk a bit and you find complete peace and quiet. We had all kinds of weather, and of course this forced us to chop and change plans from day to day depending on the conditions, but the beauty of the Wexford coastline is that there are so many options to tuck away and fish for bass. There is no getting away from the fact that there are more bass in Ireland, and it is a more efficient use of my work time to head over there and get the photos I need in a "push it as hard as possible" amount of time. Plus of course I love the place with a serious passion.
As always, I learnt a whole lot more about this wonderful sport, and I got to spend a week with some truly awesome people. Nothing gives friendships like fishing, and modern bass fishing really brings together all kinds of people from all walks of life, united simply by their love for light tackle, mobile sport. I like it more and more the more I do it. From time to time when I am working all the time around fishing and not actually doing any fishing, I sometimes wonder whether I really love fishing as much as I used to - and then say I go over to Ireland for a week and I realise that I am actually more obsessed than I ever was. I suppose we are all a bit mad in our own way, but who really cares ? Is there anything better to be around than fishing ?
I am now on the Isle of Wight with my family for a few days, and then early on Friday I am flying to Miami, spending the night there, and then the next day we fly on down to Santa Cruz in Bolivia. And then we take another flight into the middle of the jungle to sight fish to big golden dorado in clear freestone rivers - this is totally unique, and the chance to photograph this is something I could not pass up. To say I am looking forward to this one would be a mild understatement !! I still have to pinch myself that little old me gets to do this for work. Golden dorado are without doubt one of the most impressive freshwater species in the world, and the thought of actually seeing big, potentially 40lb plus fish swimming around in clear rivers is freaking me out big time.
I am back from Bolivia towards the end of the month, and then it's going to be eyes down processing all the photos from there and from Ireland before I head off on another really far out, into the wilds photo trip in early September. Plenty more info to come in due course. Also more to come on the stuff that we keep learning about "modern" bass fishing, and at the same time I am also trying to keep a lid on my desire to keep purchasing new lures etc. !! In all seriousness though, I suppose trips like the one last week go a long way towards narrowing down the various hard and soft lures that work well in different situations. But then one of your mates smashes a nice bass on a lure you haven't got and it's back to the drawing board and the internal struggle to justify new purchases. I am as stubborn as a mule except when it comes to nice fishing tackle.......Pat had a lovely new Shimano Stella 4000 for example. Help me !!