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Capt Peacock’s Journal: September Holidays

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Holidays.

This week sees plenty of ‘em.

Yesterday was a double celebration here in Brazil’s Amazon for we celebrated both American Labor Day – I am from Texas after all – and Manaus Independence Day.

And tomorrow, September 7, sees Brazil Independence Day.

So how did we and how do we plan to celebrate?

By catching lots of giant Peacock Bass, having a Brazilian barbeque on the beach, drinking plenty of cold beer, fireworks, and by giving to those on the river less fortunate than us.

Hey, they like barbeque just as much as we do.

These are the last big blowouts we have before the fishing season really kicks into high gear.

I hope you’re planning on coming down.

This season’s gonna be a great one!

I know this because I know Amazônia.

I’m Capt Peacock.

A vida é melhor vivida na Amazônia.

Capt. Peacock’s Journal: I’m Free To Be A Slob

I’m a man of the old school definition through and through.

I drink.

I smoke cigars.

Fish.

Respect women.

Protect kids.

And am a slob.

I don’t make my bed, I leave dirty towels on the floor, and basically leave my bathroom counter looking like a war zone.

Again, I’m a man.

Of course living on a 145-foot luxury yacht with 24-hour maid service hasn’t exactly got me thinking I need to change my slovenly habits anytime soon.

This because Jan and Cleo have spoiled me rotten.  They wash and iron my clothing, clean my cabin, make my bed, and pretty much just pick up after me on a daily basis.  It’s a luxury to be sure.

And one that all guests on board enjoy.

Because nothing beats coming in after a hard day of fishing to find an exceptionally clean cabin with fresh towels and folded laundry waiting for you.

I know this because I know Amazônia.

I’m Capt Peacock.

A vida é melhor vivida na Amazônia.

Capt Peacock’s Journal: Show Me The Money or Show Me The License!

For more than a decade, Capt Peacock Yachts & Expeditions has invested money and time on the education and qualification of its staff, on establishing new touring concepts for better itineraries, acquiring the best equipment and services for its guests, supporting the conservation of the Sportfishing Market in Brazil’s Amazon, and, last but not least, on assisting local villagers of the Rio Negro River.

Today, Capt. Peacock is known as the premier operator in Brazil’s Amazon for sustainable and responsible luxury adventure tours, and the best fishing experience on the planet.

Capt Peacock originated the concept of cruising the Rio Negro River in a five-star appointed yacht, of providing services and amenities that rival the best spas and resorts, is the only outfitter to hold a World Record, and is the one of kind that can truly deliver the Trip of a Lifetime.

But innovation and success breeds competition and contempt and unfortunately with the latter sometimes comes lies and deceit.  Such is the case where “Exclusive Fishing Waters” are concerned.

As Capt Peacock Yachts & Expeditions founder Leonardo Leao details, “I’ve explained ad nausea that there is no such thing in all Brazil’s Amazon. Anyone and any business can, may, and will obtain LEGAL permits, but never EXCLUSIVE ones. But rather than letting it go some outfitters have come forward to offer proof that I’m wrong. The funny thing is that their so-called proof actually proves I’m right.

Such as the case with this document attached that supposedly shows a contract to fish “Exclusive Waters.”

Document

It’s a really weird document that actually borders on the ridiculous.

Why would an outfitter show you a document that belongs to Roraima (another State of Brazil) instead of Amazonas?

 

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Google Map: http://tinyurl.com/hn3c5cb

 

And why doesn’t this document contain the Portuguese words “Exclusive Water Rights” to prove that they have “Exclusive Water Rights?

Why would an outfitter show you a supposed permit to fish “Exclusive Waters” that expires in 2017, right smack dab in the middle of the fishing season?

While I really hate lowering myself to those outfitters’ level of foolishness, I felt I had to come forward to point these things out.

The main reason I do this is because their lies make all of Brazil’s Amazon look bad.  Not just them.  It paints a picture of deceit and corruption that I and, let’s be honest, most of the outfits down there, just don’t subscribe to.”

Not only is the “Exclusive Waters” lie an issue but also is the fact that some outfitters down there do not have the proper government forms to operate in Brazil’s Amazon.

An example of this comes from the Ministry of Tourism of Brazil and the Secretary of Environment for the State of Amazonas (IPAAM) which issued the below Federal and State Legal permits for CP Yachts & Expeditions (d/b/a in Brazil for Capt. Peacock Yachts & Expeditions), which has the Brazilian Federal ID name as “LFA Agência de Viagens e Turismo Ltda.”

 

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Certification

 

Certification

Those are legal documents that any outfitter running any business from a small one to a big one in Brazil’s Amazon is obligated to have. It’s mandatory to have those in order to be legally allowed to provide services in the Sportfishing Nautical Tourism Industry of Brazil’s Amazon.

So the next time some outfit promises you something that’s way to good to be true, tell them to, “Show me the money!”… Or tell them to “Show me the licenses” – at least!!!!

And if they show you boldface lies… Run!

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.
Me?
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.