Today I walked along one of the river’s thousands of glistening white sand beaches, cigar in hand and pondered the sheer vastness that is the Rio Negro. Capt. Peacock fishes the part of this immenseness between the towns of Barcelos and Santa Isabel. Think of this stretch of river as a 150-mile long main street of which there are thousands of off roads and smaller streets covering an expanse some 20 miles wide. This provides our guests with thousands upon thousands of miles to fish, an area no other outfitter in all of Brazil’s Amazon can reach because of logistics.
Other boats on the river just don’t have the ability travel these distances and because of this these outfitters sometimes act like kids on the playground, making up lies and telling tales. And while addressing some of these falsehoods might be considered by some to be stooping to their level, I feel I have to at least say something every now and again.
The most recent lie I’ve heard upon the river deals with the main river being fished out. Well, of course, you’d say that if you couldn’t take your anglers to where we go. But aside from this is the fact that it makes no sense. How can an area where we have instigated to be catch and release only be fished out?
How can an area where the Brazilian government forbids Peacock Bass of any size from being caught for commercial purposes (from Manaus all the way up to the Colombian border) be fished out?
Again, it can’t.
Let’s separate the Myth from the Reality, thanks to the environmental policies we began more than 10 years ago, there are probably more fish in the river than ever before. Saying otherwise is just a case of sour grapes on the part of the outfitters who can’t fish there.
So let the naysayers say what they will about the river being fished out.
I know it to be a lie.
I know this because I know Amazônia.
I’m Capt Peacock.
A vida é melhor vivida na Amazônia.