Soso, slightly late now official Announcement. I'm back. Back in South Africa and thus back in the summer. This news is highly spectacular, especially since I am here - have done essentially nothing more than the Germany holiday - with the exception of a nasty Plus' at work: collecting mushrooms and fishing.
The reality is this whole myth of the free correspondent indeed fed only to satisfy my obsessive addiction over the European mushroom season out. The plan was now in the southern hemisphere for the first time on and that in a picturesque mountain village with the even more picturesque Hogsback name - which translates as something like "Warthog back" means.
My grandmother was afraid that if I discovered the occurrence of local mushroom now no longer come to Germany. In view of these days they yield should be reassured ... mushrooms in South Africa but with different barriers associated than in Germany. Is indeed a thing to be and also the nasty fungus Made has been through not migrate to the south probably in the local pine plantations less risk of hundreds Cross rally propelled fighters drove through the crowd, but for populating larger baboon groups, the woods and feast on the mushroom-stems. The caps then they leave the summer Heat, that they doing nothing scary on the forest floor. A tragic picture of the two days on the warthog back but I was often in front of the monkeys there, so ultimately it was enough for a good portion of mushroom pasta.
To make my diet more protein rich, I let myself then inaugurate the good skipper Jerry into the secrets of the South African Hochseeangelns. Because Fischer colleague Ansgar was more concerned with bait-feeding fish found in Jerry Beres and I an excellent replacement partner for the task, the obligatory bottle of Old Brown Sherry to this title. Otherwise, bite the fish do not need. The fishing itself is relatively simple: It is half Sardines in huge hooks with the help of solid basic Leads 30 to 50 meters into the depths of the Indian Ocean, where a colorful round me so far mostly completely unknown species sets about to steal the bait plucking. Sometimes they get stuck here, what triggers a jerk at the same jigging stick, stick in the hand of the fish ends.
professionals!
not ask me how the animal is. It tastes good anyway.
difficult it is until the fish is on board. Because whether Red Roman, green-eyed shark, Daggarad or soldier: The most curious baptized Deep sea creatures have any nasty spikes or poison glands. Jerry could not, however, bring calm and so we went with a freezer full of fish, the journey home. Despite the absolutely unspaghettimonsterlichen departure time at 5.30 clock screams this trip to be repeated. Especially since we missed a lot crazier allegedly fish with me largely foregone name. I swear many of our repeated activity at this location.
shark and bye!
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