I know. I know. This report is about a week late.
But do you really expect me to forgo the Eden around me to write up a fishing report?
Oh. You do?
Well, then here we go. But how about a weather related segue? Good.
Let’s see, New York, Chicago, Dallas, Oklahoma City…all freezing. All locked in a Winter of Discontent the likes of which only Santa Clause and penguins can truly enjoy.
Not her in Amazonia.
It’s been a wonderful 82 degrees (and what ever temperature you happen to like in your cabin).
Not only that but it’s been sunny. Just beautiful. Absolutely gorgeous. The perfect weather for the perfect adventure.
At least that’s what this week’s guests thought.
We had 20 guests on board this week and together they landed more than 1,000 peacock bass. One thousand seventy two to be exact. And plenty of those were well over 20 pounds.
Is there a 30 pounder out there?
I’d say so. And it’s waiting for you to land it.
I know this because I know Amazônia.
I’m Capt Peacock.
A vida é melhor vivida na Amazônia.