Brian's optimism was what I needed. I was shitting bricks over losing this fish. A fish of a lifetime - at least, the fish of my lifetime. What a fish. What an experience.
Many things happened on my post Peace Corps trip to Guatemala, but man, here's the highlight. I called my visit there a "fit of professional petulance"; I was bloody furious about how hard the real world is. So naturally, I fled to my last refuge from the harsh realities of professional life in the US. Now, as a working stiff with too few opportunities to fish, it's fun to recollect a day when the fishing actually happened - no refrain of "you should have been here yesterday". The rare, brilliant, and irreplaceable day of fishing.
It's a short clip, but I think it does the experience justice. I've never done anything so cool in all my life. The only way I can top this is by one day catching a monster bass on the fly, or hopefully, a beautiful pez vela, just like this one.
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