tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38206200283194386422024-02-18T21:50:32.443-08:00Fishing In Swedenpeterbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08287895070583962124noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3820620028319438642.post-44967408227062214682008-07-26T07:44:00.000-07:002008-08-10T07:54:02.859-07:00Stenbrottet near HällekisWe decided to take a two days fishing trip to Hällekis near to Vänern. Vänern is the biggest lake in Sweden but this time we went to smaller artificial lake called Stenbrottet for catching salmon.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGUkg29SgTWsje4cyWV49YQaEY_Yn2BYK50xfMpb_ZGhk1PnV9EprXcNB0F_uNQ6LaRFLZ29huRRmNpFZdBlCSADlaEKjn9FuNYyu0TUOk0OdDza2J578Pqrornl_MO1VRhKhqnMzsPcE/s1600-h/IMG_4298.JPG"></a> <div><div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232900668150760066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGUkg29SgTWsje4cyWV49YQaEY_Yn2BYK50xfMpb_ZGhk1PnV9EprXcNB0F_uNQ6LaRFLZ29huRRmNpFZdBlCSADlaEKjn9FuNYyu0TUOk0OdDza2J578Pqrornl_MO1VRhKhqnMzsPcE/s320/IMG_4298.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232900373736432450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz7h3FK2V5qF2tXEvgqqfPbeP1xxdI_m0KGZ5kBqU162oWZJI7aAMRznV1J7LQsa8pXv95v02wBmgJWN0Hmo_sCf-K3FJ6qtY1ofyitE75QRSpwLfl2jqZjhsg7zvZyIgbVYm11IfBuw0/s320/IMG_4284.JPG" border="0" />I had very high expectations from this trip but unfortunately after two days of non stop fishing we managed to catch only three salmons. </div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232901544446640642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx2unLU-VDHoXBhnlL6ET-wDNPFgbXFHm_1tzq8BzjRIZ9gIe_qa0ULUqqQ4bG6oH7VWVsMGI0VcqClvYOl70nG_XwkWRR_IoPQUsyocNjhBoTqU6QTetrnoLeJaBxJOl0OeeMAFtPbr8/s320/IMG_4291.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232901250592269026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj8SvkymWsMEjtmssZBrAhz3aInVHKQqHPFizjQ3DKOVt7hvwRBe-6k6Ix_oVKq60EXdnxxoQXVRRy72CSfGBqcSz8MEUDC5H13oE-Nigv7C748U5TEFSu7GGcfikhSW9fqIf3gKueAi0/s320/IMG_4289.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232901068032975570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdY4P8jtFp3CtJ_Rx4nG2FPCwMGq8OfIn7LQqT_gkVEBfRMautAvXt2aHkYi0yrUcRPx893vTaKd8P6nQfqk8t96riyyR58rmGGl3EzWq5C1mfWvAl0Rc5uCKVH4fDDmWCdzJ8xMz39D8/s320/IMG_4268.JPG" border="0" /></div></div></div>peterbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08287895070583962124noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3820620028319438642.post-84675707686853031282008-07-21T09:56:00.000-07:002008-08-10T08:07:00.199-07:00Göta Kanal at BergQuite a busy day at Göta Kanal at the locks from Berg. Many boats coming from the Roxen lake are waiting to pass the locks.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232905422912143906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq2xV5vGiHd41JjkRVLE_9xbkHM8fzJYY9rz9cDDf5FDtlrTyMlLPNg52fVlG8BH7oJrj8RlhrXGSCHcLZMAEgoAuB8Jc4ACBOldueD2lhtOmstf43q7ZinlrvLgshlPkO8Yd-v-KKyy8/s400/IMG_4235.JPG" border="0" /> <div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232905032029442690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6jMTYvfKyilvi272YGgmtxzzc8P_np6x__fyGUDeM9oq3S9mMszWQjRWNQ3Q7PKOui9sO0yz1MtEtk3p9NmWMulmBYdVt3a5x5zkSKDYRT6jMVictJzPZ7kWCNTN1OCoXjn7aPf1NtQ8/s400/IMG_4241.JPG" border="0" /> <div></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232904009922949186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjspDoCCfKR2jeZlzVVKJgqVxBB7K1E7LlAbP5zhjch23VGKNkzHKVo7AU0RuAuxEuyIMGfzgdTQOBEZS5yM_WdnV1p-aWsywQnamy56g7Q8d3ChVIZo4gQoe8uFtmYrHourz3xfrdHMo4/s400/IMG_4232.JPG" border="0" /></div>peterbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08287895070583962124noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3820620028319438642.post-59646441644799209572008-07-03T20:44:00.000-07:002008-12-12T21:17:23.819-08:00Fishing for Barracuda in Curaçao<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgykNo6GNzd_xYp7LRzq9hnOk8gAwDUtqsZHP2RSLCuxA8m73yiw0JkViy5_7f2iwf4fHPEOT48UtpqySCRNeqlHk4TasiBLhbXoin0pEO5-bDqe3PjsUzif-TA4QyuuWzCkrk1_zYZAk0/s1600-h/IMG_4147.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230785124949320930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgykNo6GNzd_xYp7LRzq9hnOk8gAwDUtqsZHP2RSLCuxA8m73yiw0JkViy5_7f2iwf4fHPEOT48UtpqySCRNeqlHk4TasiBLhbXoin0pEO5-bDqe3PjsUzif-TA4QyuuWzCkrk1_zYZAk0/s400/IMG_4147.JPG" border="0" /></a>Finally out on the sea and fishing for tuna and barracuda</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230782743843487778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLEt8zpLS1nM3HDRC7b0srhr33EB7MmwEAnTWLi1CEo7qMi6PCGYfna9DxCr8ZffprD3PO01P5F7Dj6cRZFVKai7qgQxn1D5l3py02eGePxcCkkvc4YcXgMQyAZS7b4LtnuiekOLM67Qs/s400/IMG_4136.JPG" border="0" /> <div align="center">The only optimistic guy on the boat was captain Jerry Vollebregt </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230782616887541266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdZ7Q4y5RyTLllhB0NkTWSk9OFgk21KwRroXaNWe0JF3phVH4OVwgKGMvrqejQK4gx1M2inY6NpKMxOFNVt04WXkyh4k7fBv7_Sq_C0JPWg6lQfC8fSDUNmhnlUFRffhqliviLUrP_XXc/s400/IMG_4128.JPG" border="0" /></div><div align="center">Trying to pilot the Yuana Blou boat</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230782537025300306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC70fuvxeBIIMQhuCIfG7tnMk48gcqTtrUuajmjXGYozdrotw4fgWs8VJ3ziwjBBU7VrWRaCAVqZDluEdC2DJ4vjja1da8ry7o6Z-nijcjit2Ak9Yrow1cj-AfdiYYp7ZHYzCR1sR5hCg/s400/IMG_4154.JPG" border="0" /></div><div align="center">Jerry changing the bite</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230782941049471266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV8DpZpHjrbZo99UrLjBFNXWp_zZhvjLTMV7buoPNPWO0x0geLNqzzIEjFaq8FnWrE1Cj-qd_iwyzs1fz4KKdtwgW6GUUxD8Q0F_OeMOYpnqYM0tuKNeb8F9mMseFOL19BnAGVFmJBP1I/s400/IMG_4167.JPG" border="0" /></div><div align="center">Finally at the end of the day, after I lost all my hope, just when approaching the pier a barracuda attacked the lure and get hooked. </div><div align="center"></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDmYe756j0bHIL6uuh4Fl8RRtMNGcUnGPynZVTBSE-mw2tK0aXL9aYn8DGz4uMs2ZG-HbbxNF19_l0NqCIkZnKguvMCHuWpmg8sk2gdu_vvCysIUs0K5PP3tPS7IgjKrHv6RqhLhb7_dA/s1600-h/IMG_4170.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230783193965213122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDmYe756j0bHIL6uuh4Fl8RRtMNGcUnGPynZVTBSE-mw2tK0aXL9aYn8DGz4uMs2ZG-HbbxNF19_l0NqCIkZnKguvMCHuWpmg8sk2gdu_vvCysIUs0K5PP3tPS7IgjKrHv6RqhLhb7_dA/s400/IMG_4170.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxvRNJ5CINSS_T8n6ytMmHzv36jGJGuXWG6R-s5q8vLeMwYzTTvuxqrZGgIIqM5EgnyKcmB1KCoSJpYwU7fygG4yKm9nij2sF9QqiPWOwjOqZpBxxs6yMq3HiMNfSECoeKTneDOpKhuwA/s1600-h/IMG_4169.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230783082478120754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxvRNJ5CINSS_T8n6ytMmHzv36jGJGuXWG6R-s5q8vLeMwYzTTvuxqrZGgIIqM5EgnyKcmB1KCoSJpYwU7fygG4yKm9nij2sF9QqiPWOwjOqZpBxxs6yMq3HiMNfSECoeKTneDOpKhuwA/s400/IMG_4169.JPG" border="0" /></a>peterbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08287895070583962124noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3820620028319438642.post-78815343764094456092008-07-02T17:27:00.000-07:002008-12-12T21:17:26.276-08:00Underwater Adventures<div align="left">Well I just decided to take a look of the fishes below the water this time<br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230778828578301378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK3yvtqrOkTxy8paiopd-uPjgP-85er6UWNeKYpSegnCxa4fHpxo85DwCdsNkaZpELRqVi2ZtLuYnVAe78t6KQrVrpvRpV1_mVZeMbYsGf7rLsHUCQNi8cROS-cF99j9kY_3QxRYRGwQ4/s400/IMG_4093.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230778449450969650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3-h4SUR4gVBTQeow35F_SQmxiysdoY9s_C3iKvuCQhUr2_gmUORJNZ6uucCfVg2bvtnfhIwUNpD9_50rAKGzlDXY00nk4-uBIMwzxcgcM8oepRM6jpjy3wCdIq2ZohfeeNLHV5VXtfQs/s400/IMG_4086.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"> Fully equipped with the diving gear </p><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230779566472507234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT3-shEiDnqbRSqM6AS3ZLTs_7dlpAzfagB60d0LIqkGIgbJrCjJHjbwXuaYQSB6DqahqLqnUHx6TY8m48trIpbZnv7BOEH1fjhI-8cnpBHQRVd57h1V305fTk_RrwkPc7CxvaTiHR8iY/s400/IMG_4094.JPG" border="0" /></div><div align="center"></div><p align="center">The green mile to the blue abyss </p><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230781011950884914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1KGh7DZnVMihfS4QPayKv3ZVP2TLU4Sa3ocOgZ2fhhr19NatEtejpwf4GbGCmINVfKxR4zyNc5oau1FYijYawWFVF-ODFlvyJQ-trhG4SBfHTNc5FeiO111qiXL0HqOrn1zJP0EIvasc/s400/IMG_4103.JPG" border="0" /></p><p align="center">Jumping into the water</p>peterbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08287895070583962124noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3820620028319438642.post-86880869634295614712008-06-27T14:22:00.000-07:002008-12-12T21:17:26.420-08:00I know that it is not a fish !!!I know that it is not a fish but I still wanted to share this picture taken at the Dolphin Academy in Curaçao.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230776819111815506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaEfp-L8NZR8X9I24AE0K27WOVSnEmUEGkqIhW5Qo9kqBROBV160OeAvAV_s-B_xEhf9I0-thKik4MnEzi41SJLBfUSSDKhcGY3Vq1m2j7XvqwTLdC0eceglFcPuDqo1RKhVRkiKi75iY/s320/20080627+9am-south-enc-1MS+028.jpg" border="0" />peterbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08287895070583962124noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3820620028319438642.post-67416322149395565032008-06-25T17:46:00.000-07:002008-12-12T21:17:52.187-08:00Curaçao Blue<div align="left">Every fishing story needs a good scenery. The water, the breeze, the local people are part of the fishing experience. This is why a fishing day without any catch still be a wonderful day. This year we decided to spend our vacation in a little quiet piece of paradise located on the north-west side of the Curaçao. This beautiful and serene Caribbean island located near to Venezuela features crystalline waters, gorgeous white-sand beaches and a culture all its own with wonderful and friendly local people. In such a place where the sea is always blue, the air is always warm and the opportunities to experience interaction with the marine life are always endless. </div><div align="left"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230413232130080786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrpRyfUxyqJmVU-RRtLT-jx5Qhzf1qNlCm9VOJuG2eoGqTbsvnxEHE1zX2E88rs3nGNHwJzlxJchF78FN49SxAlQyCaxV_onkwj8Zk4n6iLh0t2bExiWwQwi2LnXKp3HO0rRC3EQF8zdE/s320/IMG_3739.JPG" border="0" /></div><p align="center">Playa Kalki at Northernmost village of Westpunt, Curaçao </p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230774085434058114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB0aV-PZWFR2uvi5NOu8fv565YBXldEiJMOU_ba_nU0YL5QPj2PVzQvcPrOBLbv1fe5G7isAyUp8iPnbfN7P-BrMsBclayGyuXUmC_AFt4_WoF0vyl9HsimqxXoWkPT4hJSUmW1dhDspk/s320/IMG_4060.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center">Our "headquarter" at Lodge Kura Hulanda<br /></p><p align="center"></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230774645889066050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1jQ30zUBsKKha1rD3kauqRXQHR8aOnV-W29lxFkCWdOHLQMZY-1RyJyCe7FAMkoxmTqhuZ6PKSf2ppM7ipnWsGCuGEVBGmBWECDb3cTE1Xi7FgKERsx8d9dI55wNBcR74mw1GgdFj3XQ/s320/IMG_3606.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center">A view from the bedroom</p><p align="center"></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230415793519481570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1P6wiYvF0r_pwSoVkSo-wPd22A3ZbQDOAtTcLuVdVjhfH3ZuaU9T8gFcVVgU40xagTDatyzSLrx1h9CGk6O52r2tHbL6MPg5upmzlwYjK0mwjErQbqfSDmd_oKOisZVpJFAe72g0GpQs/s320/IMG_3984.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center">Willemstad the beautiful capital of Curaçao<br /></p>peterbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08287895070583962124noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3820620028319438642.post-43226601089680306782008-05-02T22:20:00.000-07:002008-12-12T21:17:52.739-08:00Searching for new placesWe were decided to search for new fishing places and we went on the other side of the lake near to a place called Kvarntorp.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpGm9EOmeezboesQEPa_QQD6IUfLWL2Hc8_jvmrLtO__dsPKlXfV0VA4ocquWi4FNdTlnXBGjrLpYJOEFmo9Fxb-ynvtoKGSl5_91DQWhqlbVDoFcEHzEb74oQxG98eccxPQq2FqHfVRY/s1600-h/kvarntorp.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197372089834724418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpGm9EOmeezboesQEPa_QQD6IUfLWL2Hc8_jvmrLtO__dsPKlXfV0VA4ocquWi4FNdTlnXBGjrLpYJOEFmo9Fxb-ynvtoKGSl5_91DQWhqlbVDoFcEHzEb74oQxG98eccxPQq2FqHfVRY/s320/kvarntorp.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />It was not a very successful day mostly because it was raining all the day. We tried to fish for pike with small live fish but catching a small bite fish it was almost impossible. In the evening somehow we manage to catch a small pike which was not very impressive.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197374314627783794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCaHyJOHdO-Fmm4c74FhNUse5ymYDePu3dxRL-NaYtf40fOAWqwwcHAcjaK6eTmkC4E20r09IgtlV7vak2Ol-WKC_QGQpYxcO2qNWK7jjPIPp24bei5D6t6JKUl84FQwcmtTxXpR8KfSs/s320/DSC00110.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197374641045298306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLU_IYQl05iaatZty1qm1bw0t3VPlhyphenhyphen1M8JPdcjbEg66Ywl9AqfFski1t-_WgxJjRrWFM03S5CmaIfv5UCTimjt3cKNXbqAwOX_ZkqQD3zLTUKc6VxyPiXhvEL8Jrv-jEJRpSYWZvsArs/s320/DSC00109.JPG" border="0" /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRH6XF8ErYdj3gUQvyAHJ81Ef6RkAa6JsRlDouGjUCWmFalcGzBZq-wG33S1RtvqcbK0EflAAB1dncoQ6C0c6A3DTPRhxfXxOuodmKeJBh8f17tNfrJRR5eR3buStSQ4-UY0eCJ_hGNNk/s1600-h/DSC00109.JPG"></a><br /><div><div>The place was looking promising and we decided to come back for more tomorrow…..</div></div>peterbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08287895070583962124noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3820620028319438642.post-75158237433489458132008-04-05T14:10:00.000-07:002008-12-12T21:17:53.220-08:00The Season Just StartedThis is the first day of the season. After a long Swedish winter that don’t want to go away finally a little sunshine. I took the opportunity and went fishing for a few hours. I could stay only 4 hours but everything went fine. After two hours of casting the wobbler I caught the first pike of the year. Look at him! What a beauty!<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186615087052654802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6BzLkHP6SQa5xKdCtCD0zcvhmbDMRJvvOJUxB2OhU7jUmkzg_SCJUcSIimL-GplKON4KlwkPEGU027eDkBFu9cXUEp8jgbbqnQ3og7SG9j6jmFad4aQzmLJhknlW0Gf8ZTljIz-n7zSQ/s320/IMG_3362.JPG" border="0" />The pike attacked the Perch Storm Kickin' Minnow lure. I was no expecting this because I don’t trust very much soft lures. However after one more hour, another attack to the Storm Lure convinced me that in the future probably I need to reconsider soft lures. This time the attack felt differently. After 10 seconds the fish was hooked I felt that it was not a pike. It could have not been a pike. The fish was much faster than a pike and was fighting quite vigorously. After a 2 min fight it finally showed up from the water. To my surprise it was an Asp, a threatened and protected species in Sweden.<br /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186617960385775842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkEvsO2NAtsi4yRiiuvzJCtZxtKUl5t8xU5VmfwRuXPrCyG29s-aQrq4Hs_jb7wHi0-3_Av_2rdVVMXZcbCdIGm3c1ydieOBBrNwPYP8tgBuUAo6cPKiu_yoGeIkO1CA62wHhaNp9CKpM/s320/IMG_3365.JPG" border="0" /></p>After a few a photos the Asp went back to the water :-)<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186621456489154818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhip852-IRLwcOqYN9pbKPN6jwuOQJP7QriEjupsIRib3ffo6DvoOQMiMMQIl3khyphenhyphenIcJeYj2BF2LKH4bPeeZmbXNTvKwGugXvG9JVBbZcO5S5bVAeUPcHFfHMHyJ5kAw03Pbjo-Apxna8/s320/IMG_3375.JPG" border="0" />peterbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08287895070583962124noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3820620028319438642.post-59266948504654006532007-09-28T13:55:00.000-07:002008-12-12T21:17:53.557-08:00No Catch Today!This is actually a late entry to this blog. It was on Sunday September 9th. Great weather and nice outside temperature but unfortunately no fish catch on this day. Actually the water temperature was quite cold and it was very hard to catch some small fishes for the pike bait. I think that my unluck was mostly due to the fact that I took my camera with me. <div><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186610229444642978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuwMVaY3j7Y11mb30YPtGTV7srPl-I3B1F6ssbSQfOvtGAPC4t6r97gYXOo19UqFZ3cNQqE88v-1RYb_vrV6GOP0Anb91dZiAIVjXmoaT7jZs2bBucOc4KdRUUh93PtuUCDM4hxCnQvw0/s320/img_2433.jpg" border="0" /> <div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186610396948367538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmqh3MGjHNBR6DKg59_Igjp6O1JPJxJeG9I_GhtdDJIcwhoq9TA011bhnX7LCK2Z-I8DAcY1e2LFSt6MrZV_2RlUs8O7Ninvtd7sR-TacPBbP5JMZwV4-sH8uUQvk5R2XnCVyAmvSMa6E/s320/img_2439.jpg" border="0" /></div></div>peterbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08287895070583962124noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3820620028319438642.post-5629501236619767382007-09-28T13:34:00.000-07:002008-12-12T21:17:54.663-08:00Trip to Washington<div>As I expected it was not too much fishing during this trip in Washington and Baltimore. A big surprise was in Washington when in our way to the meeting we met some people that actually were fishing in the Potomac River in the middle of the city. I took this picture from the car near to the Lincoln memorial. Obviously he was heading to have some afternoon fun.<br /><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186608867940010130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj72zSKO50Gm6cARPgoiSFLUgtONDw52uE6XwWHVm97aDJwASE2qiBP-KvOPSma8vnVhq7j0Ppt7EHMT8o6tpgqgYBhLyjI6APRbbApw6bkaNZKnZwwTtAlq3xkD2QKGyo3Icp7PnettMc/s320/img_2652.jpg" border="0" />There is no trip to USA without a visit to the Pro Bass Shop. I really like this shop. We went to the Pro Bass Shop at the Arundel Mills Circle Hanover, a one hour drive from Baltimore and as usual, it is always fun to do some shopping here.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186606003196823634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgADk-LlbFlYf7y8N247X2DXD9UElhVlqRacyO-UgU6HTLSeriflTDs-hNg4KeiHw0Wl-UYSiokCjCyxVbZMJrFXVWBGJ-bQppwILl1Y0QM94DXuMtqReMBryJ2Bo9ADuhXCWkL-GfwKbY/s320/img_2759.jpg" border="0" /> <div>I took a couple of pictures of the fishes from the aquarium, the northern pike was quite impressive and of course I’ve checked again my favourite Remington G3 semiautomatic shotgun. It has a perfect weight balance and a barrel length that gives you the perfect steadiness and facile movement.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186606497118062690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVfOlwNds0DRvf_dYeFVUX-Oa27ynHj_LHDkwTmyxlYFCtqH4io9NNIhmQ83lOw2TQekX5M1ZGcdsESAv1bkulsy6oqTfgJTrUoOdc43RpOKFLS2jbPwA6uBiejISgBDnkAXpqzp9sPrU/s320/img_1851.jpg" border="0" />But let’s not continue with this because this is supposed to be a fishing blog and not a hunting blog.<br /><br />Actually in Washington there are fishes. Some of them are quite old, like the ones that captured on my camera from the National History Museum. They are 50 millions years old and came from the intermountain basins of the Rockies and the lakes that covered during that time the north-eastern Utah, north-eastern Colorado and south-western Wyoming. In September 2008 next year I need to go to Salt Lake City in Utah and definitely I will not miss the possibility to check out the ancestors of these fishes.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186607175722895474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVA-MB3Lhyphenhyphen2Rm8kvnTFhH0W1Wi3CYkdEhaHJSw2QVqhy6qJJ69StHv7HgmM9exDCTYJpv2Faph3BK6oLrO8EkKczCOzrJAn6xUk-0i1-K4bVYJQs7q5Okf1t0biXi4mEv9Im0TsAxor4U/s320/img_2791.jpg" border="0" />On our way back to the airport we took the wrong exit and we ended up in a wrong direction. On top of that the GPS simply did not want to work anymore. Ironically the GPS name was “Never Lost”. However we have managed to find the right direction but on our detour from the main route, I found a small fly fishing shop called “Angle’s Lie”. I found this name extremely funny. Here it is the picture of the fishing shop.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186607459190737026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrE5tyoJ1nFqM_BM0Dj63BZTYWNgyAg4QuH3Jb3oroaZKSgm_AQFHAXr-wT08IB0vnzeQgzHTsb1aoBQpIkyMIC4OrlhvpwWBMpvLxDhJjP5Svt3tFyqWIsQPDn6jdaDjz4ieAe2YN-Gw/s320/img_2824.jpg" border="0" /></div>peterbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08287895070583962124noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3820620028319438642.post-4148762934819968072007-09-15T13:06:00.000-07:002008-12-12T21:17:54.944-08:00Finally<div>That’s it. I’m going to do it right here and right now. Me and Adrian have discussed many times that we should open a blog about fishing. Now I’m sitting in the train on my way to Copenhagen, bored to death by reading projects reports from my job and I decided that finally I will create that blog. At least I would keep my brain occupied with something else during this trip. Look at this picture how bored I am.<br /><br /></div><div><a title="Bored in the train" href="http://fishinginsweden.wordpress.com/files/2007/09/img_2463.jpg" mce_href="http://fishinginsweden.wordpress.com/files/2007/09/img_2463.jpg"></a></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgStdNOXk1xXT2JTMDgCklW3utXxKLS80Z4nnjUTydSPd1VijEtMjp4Gd-Q4j1sZloafR27q1Uor4JPgxxYzHawlmLJmC30GJMpOO8_P2jC8KpyskzaWNOBi8OZxKe0QM32i9yNXymb2DQ/s1600-h/img_2463_thumbnail.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186600604422932514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgStdNOXk1xXT2JTMDgCklW3utXxKLS80Z4nnjUTydSPd1VijEtMjp4Gd-Q4j1sZloafR27q1Uor4JPgxxYzHawlmLJmC30GJMpOO8_P2jC8KpyskzaWNOBi8OZxKe0QM32i9yNXymb2DQ/s320/img_2463_thumbnail.jpg" border="0" /></a>I’m so bored that I started to take pictures of myself. Actually today it is Saturday and we were suppose to be out and fishing. Instead of that I’m sitting in X2000 high speed train on my way to the airport that makes me sea sick. I hope that at least Adrian will have a little bit more fun tomorrow and will go fishing and fill in this blog with some nice stories and pictures. As for me, there is not too much hope that that I will do some fishing in Washington and Baltimore during next week.<br /></div><div>We will try to document here our fishing adventure. In this way I guess we can systematically document our catches and not argue anymore when and where we caught that particular fish. And of course, fishermen have always something to tell people…... </div>peterbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08287895070583962124noreply@blogger.com0