An almost Forgotten Fishing Trip

You know cabin fever is starting to get serious, when you scroll through images to satisfy your desperate need for fishing. At that point, I came across an almost forgotten fishing trip.


Hidden Treasures on the Hard Disc

It has been a while since the last time I stood knee-deep in water. Despite one time when the drain of the shower was blocked last week. However, as off-season time progresses (3/6 months!), I repeatedly find myself scrolling through image folders on my hard drive. It was at this point that I came across an almost forgotten fishing trip.

Forgotten fishing trip with Jonas on the Fly
Forgotten fishing trip with Jonas on the Fly

After my university exams, I usually have this feeling of unease and unrest. Perhaps this is due to too much caffeine and too little sleep. This combination gives non-fishing people an idea of how one feels after 1-month of river abstinence. Now imagine that for 6 months in a non-linear progression.

Back to the trip. There was not much memory about this trip. So, I reread my journal from back then.


1st June 2018 Forgotten Fishing Trip

“So it was on a Friday morning that I left with a huge backpack to bivouac, film and fish. [It] was worth going by myself.

At the very moment that I climbed over some boulders in the small creek and thought that one day I might not be able/courageous to do this stuff, I slipped.

I fell pretty hard on a stone and my backpack got soaked. The current dragged me one pool further down, where I emerged from the water – baptized as a more careful fisherman. Lucky me, neither I nor the gear got damaged. This must have been faith.”

Forgotten fishing trip with Jonas on the fly sneaking along river banks
Forgotten fishing trip with Jonas on the fly sneaking along river banks

This little paragraph brought back some more memories:

This was a bivouac trip straight after my last exam. I could not wait any longer to be back in the river. The first day, I spent on my own. Carrying all outdoor gear as well as fishing gear. It was fun and I enjoy fishing on my own because you can go your own pace. The following day, Jonas Onthefly joined me and we enjoyed the pleasures of fishing in a team:

Mocking one another.

CarpTom and Jonas had a great time and even though neither of them caught a remarkably large fish, it was a day to remember – at least after reading the journal again.

Now, let’s go clean that sink.

Sunset at bivouac place during forgotten fishing trip overnighter
Sunset at bivouac place during forgotten fishing trip overnighter

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