Here are this weeks shots!
Ok this duck’s in trouble…
No idea why so many people/organisations try to spam this blog, like yeah I’m really going to approve pharmaceutical links and porn sites! Try Sexyloops.com, far more exiting… anyway, this is how the cabin looks now. Thanks to Ronan for helping work out how to install the bathroom door and Orgasmatron. It’s not completely finished yet, but at least we can finally move in and I can fish more!
Latest pictures from the weekend….
More images here!
It’s going to be a busy week this one, and hopefully we can move in by the weekend. Training hard for the Ironman at the moment, which is taking a bunch of my time. It’s going well. I may actually be cycle-fit this year. Can’t wait to live there, wake up to that view and fish the hell out of the river at the bottom. School opens in four weeks.
Well they go up pretty quick and are solid as hell. Curiously the instructions didn’t actually explain how to fit the windows and doors but we worked it out. Should get the roof up to day.
I’m not so sure about Zoltan’s hat. Still at least he’s not wearing Speedos.
This could be a large file, would have uploaded to Sexyloops but Eric’s on Strike (FP). Anyway this is where we are today! With the help of Babus and her family!
Well, after several long months – at least three – and it could even have been four – work has finally begun on Sexyloops School Latohead. In the rain. I think everything will happen quite quickly now, or at least it will if it stops raining this week. I had to dig a couple of trenches by hand in order to save the trees. Flyfishermen do that.
Well so much for the Drava being clear. It was clear, but that was yesterday. Today it’s muddy brown… WTF? Fortunately however I wasn’t there at 4am because I was waiting for Clark’s page to arrive from NZ – thanks Clark! And I can tell you something, I don’t know where it was raining – because it sure as well wasn’t raining here – but somewhere in either Croatia or Italy they got drenched.
Interestingly, there was a bit of a backwater that was clear. There wasn’t much I could do about it – because I couldn’t get to it, but there must be a way, even it means just floating across on a rubber duck. And in that clear backwater, not only where there some fish rising (!), and some others being eaten, but I saw an enormous fish swimming along. I don’t know how enormous, but I’ll say thirty pounds (it could be more – it could have been fifty, basically I have no fucking idea, but it looked big from 50 yards) and I can’t tell you what it was either, but I think it was a catfish. But it could have been a Mugwai… could it be, that the Mugwai lives here? Here in Hungary? Yes, I think maybe it does. And it lives 300m from Latohead.
I don’t know how long the Drava will take to clear, I suspect not very long, but that could be complete bollocks, or just wishful thinking on my part, or both.
I’ll be in Spain the following weekend for a Stillwater course: advanced stillwater flycasting techniques, technical fishing methods AND flytying. That’s what I like about Spain; Carlos always thinks up something new to do – and mostly it’s never been done before.
I hope this is not going to turn into one of those “Don’t fish in Hungary blogs”…
What with Cherry giving birth to Rambo the Jacuzzi and us releasing the Flycasting Definitions I haven’t had a great deal of time to cast a line in the last two days. I managed to get to Latohead this afternoon for a grass-killing session and a machete track-making trip down to the river. The river is high and still dirty. Bollocks. Still summer is great at the moment, 31 degrees today, although 14 degrees by the end of the week?? WTF is that all about?
Tomorrow back to the early starts now the dogs are taking care of themselves. Mosquitoes can be pretty bad down there but tomorrow I won’t be wearing shorts. Apparently my sister wants to marry a Congolese born-again Christian called Dieu Merci. It’s all happening.