3 for the summer.
The long-awaited spontaneous trip with my good friend began.
Unrealistically many things were loaded into a small white Kia Rio hatchback, as they were driving a savage.
On the way, the road took more than 700t kilometers. On the way, I remembered that I had not taken a sleeping bag, it was good that Zheka had a second, and they agreed on this.
We left at night, and at 10 in the morning, circling around the area, we nevertheless found the same place. Ideal for the camp, and even a place for a fire was prepared, a table, benches, a clothesline and the remains of firewood. And not a single musyrinka or candy wrapper, respect, it’s nice that even though there were no pigs there.
Having laid out the camp, ran to the roll, which was right next to us.
The purpose of the trip was grayling. Catching started with krenkov, I opened the account, guess who? Right. Dip !!! My ubiquitous fish]. The first ferret was caught by Jack on a spinner, and this could not but rejoice. Realizing the supply for this fish, I also catch my first grayling in my life. Joy … The plan is at least fulfilled. Next came a few more perches, a pike and a couple more graylings. This fish pecked on a turntable with upstream wiring. Buzz. A couple of hours of fishing and everything is not so bad. And according to a partner, they were medium-sized fish; at the last exit they pecked more often, but smaller specimens. For light gear and strong currents, they gave a good fight and gave pleasure.
After walking for a couple of hours on the rift and satisfying the fishing hunger, we went back to the camp, to remove the usual hunger]. Bonfire, gulls, sweets, meat, hookah, all as expected. Well, they grabbed some beer]. Having had lunch and having cleaned everything after ourselves, we decided to have a roll again. I already understood how to catch, and the first graylings did not take long to wait. Caught more pieces of 4. As a result, 10 assholes for the first day, excellent.
We met locals: grandfather and a kid who were fishing for a bait. They complained that they did not peck grayling and they caught only 3 in the summer … When they found out about our result, they were very surprised and asked to show the bait. We have no secrets, everyone showed and told. Saying goodbye, they began to cook dinner.
By 21 hours, after a heartfelt conversation around the campfire, I began to fall asleep, it was already more than a day on my feet and the 10-hour road made itself felt.
Tomorrow new places and a new battle … and I could not imagine what would happen, but it was very cool …
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