We’ve been walking for days without a rest. We promised each other that when we reached the sea, we would take one day off. Tourist season is over, or it hasn’t started yet, so we found some nice, calm places to stay. We put up our tents on a private land that looked deserted.
István, my brother tried his luck again with sea-fishing. He hasn’t managed to catch anything this far. Now he tried with a crab-flesh bait, and in minutes he has caught his first prey, a fish called ronco around here.
We got some baits from local fishermen and with that bait István caught half a dozen bagrems, which are fluvial fish, but with the strong rains they often end up in coastal waters.
Fluvial or sea fish, didn’t matter for us, we ate four of them. Killed, cleaned, skewered, roasted and ingested with chili, lime and tortilla. That was their destiny. Later we took a dip in the brownish sea water. At the end of the day we were dog tired. It was a nice, relaxing day off... :)
1 comments:
It sounds like you were fish tired. You'all deserve a day off every now and then.
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