The things we do in order to cast to fish. We’ve all likely layered up in fleece and Gortex and wandered off to a snowy, ice-rimmed river to cast to trout. Others of us have put thousands of miles on our cars or trucks just to get to one special spot. Still others have jetted around the globe in search of the tug.
But chasing golden dorado in small tributary streams in the Bolivian Amazon jungle? Eating fish from the river and pushing native canoes made from the local flora up rapids and through shallows? Enduring downpours and blood-sucking bugs and God knows what else? That’s commitment. And I admire commitment.
And yes. I’d do it in a heartbeat.
— Chris Hunt