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Capt. Peacock’s Journal: Garden Sheds

Peacock Bass Fishing, Amazon, Brazil’s Amazon, Capt. Peacock

The other day our yacht passed by a string of what looked like metal garden sheds on floats blazing in the sun. At first I thought this to be some sort of nomadic tribe that had recently received a gift from missionaries via the Home Depot or something like that but my guide and friend Blacky told me it was quite the opposite.  He told me they were floating cabins and that anglers, mostly Americans, pay to fish from them.

I was dumbfounded.

“Americans and other anglers pay to stay in those?”  I balked.  “They look like garden sheds.”

This, of course, prompted Blacky to ask, “What’s a garden shed?”

After I explained it to him, Blacky informed me that the cost to fish from these boxes was almost as much as it costs to fish with us.
Well, to each their own I suppose.
I’d rather shell out a few extra hundred bucks to stay on a 145-foot long yacht with my own 200 square-foot private cabin complete with en suite bathroom with hot and cold water shower that I don’t have to lean over in while I wash my hair.

And, call me spoiled, but I actually prefer to eat my executive chef prepared meal and drink selected wines and cocktails prepared by my barkeeps Chip and Dale, in a vast air conditioning dining room with a wait staff than, I don’t know, eat however you do when you’re staying in a garden shed.

I think most people would agree.

I know this because I know Amazônia.

I’m Capt Peacock.

A vida é melhor vivida na Amazônia.