Beloved ZGO

After last week's hurricane we decided to try our luck again :-)

We left on Friday after work. On the way there was Alfamarin and a supermarket. So we got to the water at 19:41. By the time we changed and unpacked our stuff it was already dark. But despite that it was decided to get in the water for some fish for fish soup. Swam out about 10 meters from shore and lay down on the edge of the weeds and the sand. The first one came out. Damn, a small one, I thought, but hunger and the thought that the sun had already set stubbornly pressed the trigger. And so, first catch of the day. Put it on the stringer, swam off 5 meters, lay down. The second one, damn, what kind of day is this.... But I'm even hungrier. Stringer again. Swam off, lay down, the third one came out, shot. Hit it in the belly - it got away. That's it, time to head to shore, can't see a damn thing, I'll just end up wounding fish. The folks on shore were surprised I was back so early, but went to chop wood for the fire. While doing this simple job he (Igor) broke my favorite axe. Don't even ask how. It was all metal :-(.

While Igor was finishing the fish soup, it was decided to go for a night dive - to see what goes on underwater. Flashlight - a stubby krypton Bushnell. Batteries from Uncle Liao :-(

So folks, what goes on underwater at night in the light of a flashlight you'll never see during the day. Every. I repeat, every teeny-tiny fish flashes silver when even a quantum of light hits it. You're lying there and all around you fish are lighting up like fireworks, and then a huge, almost blinding flash - a mullet, but killing amid such beauty. Forget it. You've got to enjoy it. After watching a silly little carp poking its snout into the weeds (hiding), and using up my whole supply of batteries, I got out onto the shore and off to beddy-bye. By the way, there's tons of vobla. And only at night. During the day I somehow didn't see any :-(

The morning brought mosquitoes, but also tea tasting of fish soup and oatmeal cookies. (you can't scrub the smell out of the pot with sand). Along with that my blood pressure went up, and I swam for 20 minutes at a time with breaks for a pill and a nap :-(

After swimming around a bit, no big fish were found. Saw a bolvanka, but the band gun (I really need to take a master class from Dima) doesn't want to turn backwards and to the left :-(((

We bagged some singil at 500-700 grams each. Igor saw carp and a pike, but missed :-(

We had an awesome time. On Sunday 4 families got together at the dacha to eat fish kebab. But that's a whole other story :-)