Monday, June 28, 2010

Pond X.2

Bass, Carp, and Gills.

Another ninja fishing adventure, Aaron and i today decided to check out a pond I have been to 2 times before. First time I went alone without trying to fish, i just wanted to see what the pond was like and see all the signs posted everywhere. Apparently as in Aaron's words, if we get caught, "We the violators will be Prostituted"....... thats right not "Prosecuted"!

Thinking right now Aaron may not know how to read, or on second thought he must just have a good ol' hooker on his mind..... like normal.

Now me being armed with my sage launch that I have not caught a fish on yet, My new goofy ass terminator reel, ok its a Airflow Balance 7-9 reel, and this things looks funnier than shit I flipped a shad colored zonker into the base of the reeds and pulled this little beauty out. The carp where everywhere but nothing wanted to take our delicious zonkers. Aaron however managed to pull about 10 gills out in the hour, hour and a half of our fishing. Sometimes where the fishing is good, and you dont want to leave, you have to quit while you are ahead. Though I must say getting Arrested for fishing would not be all that bad. Not like I stole a car or some shit.

Aaron and Kyle- We think trespassing is cool

Sunday, June 27, 2010

one last touch

Thank you, Mr. Tarpon.

More "tropical extravaganza reportage" to come.

Thursday, June 24, 2010

cattle tank

The deer ran, looking back towards the intruders wandering down the dirt road toward the small piddle of standing water that could not be found in any fishing book, on any blog, or even the Arizona Game and Fish website.

In the mid-summer fishing doldrums when the sun slaps you around and the bass down south refuse to look at anything popping around on the top sometimes you just have to take desperate measures and try not to step in cow shit or twist your ankle on the rough, dry used-to-be muddy banks of the place apparently known as Fagan Tank. I don't know how to feel about it. Probably a good place to dump a body, though.


Sunday, June 20, 2010

pour one for pops

The old man Landeen himself

Happy Father's Day.

-Alex who is mucho grateful for everything. Thanks dad.

Monday, June 14, 2010

Yay! Super happy fun time tying video!

Before the Holbox trip I was over at Mikes house drinking whiskey and tying some leaders when I asked him how he attached a particular weed guard on one of his flies. He said he would show me. Then he decided to just tie a whole fly. Then we decided to film it.

So, yeah. Here it is, beotches.

Sunday, June 13, 2010

Bloodknot Magazine

If you have not already taken a look:

-Alex who was fashionably late to the party.

Sunday, June 06, 2010

a hard reentry

Today I stood above the sink for fifteen minutes with a flashlight and a pair of hemostats trying to dig out the cause of the hellish metal din that had been recently affecting the garbage disposal. After finding it and a few minutes of close inspection I still have no idea what it used to be.

I stood over the recently unpacked pile of gear and flies sitting on the kitchen table, just staring. My eyes wandering from thing to thing and I picked up a battered foam toad and turned it over in my hand. The green thread around the shank is frayed and broken, the thin ends unruly, sticking out every way like the weeds that pester the mesquite trees in my front yard. A rough mouth does that. I toss the fly back into the pile.

I did a load of whites.

I found a tangled leader while digging through my toiletries bag looking for chapstick. I untangled it and put it back even though I know that's not where it goes.

An editor for a local magazine called me and wanted me to take a photo of something but I am motivationally challenged and have feet that are a few shades darker than they used to be and don't like sitting at my computer.

It's almost been a week, now.

Havana Club and soda with a lime and one more cast?... No? Damn.

Wednesday, June 02, 2010

Isla Holbox teaser

Pete jumping a big water tarpon.

videos, pics and more...stay tuned.