Fishing with Costica...

Well, if the ban period is over and the pandemic has subsided, it's as if fishing is going on.

So, we made the necessary supplies, we got regular fishing permits, we packed our fishing tent and tools and we set off to relax in nature with a glass of Costica ...

The tranquility of the wild places, as if untouched by human feet, is nothing compared to anything. Even if you don't catch fish like in private ponds, maybe not at all, as in our case, at least the peace, the landscapes and the air are some that you rarely meet in other places.

I haven't been with the tent for a long time, I think from college, when I stayed with a friend (God rest Cip) one night at the mouth of the Olt in the Danube ...

The tents are very nice. When they are not for more than two days :). I can't wait for Thea to get older and take her on a tent trip because maybe she likes it and at least twice a year we can go somewhere where we can enjoy the peace and without too many people around.

What is important is that when you leave, leave the place as you found it, maybe even cleaner, if necessary.

That's what happened to us now. I found a place near Bucharest, with some beautiful lakes, praised for keeping the Pike beautiful. I arrived early in the morning, installed the tools for Caras and Crap and then, equipped with fishing boots up to the waist, rod and kit with teaspoons and pike wobblers and I took her on foot around the lakes to look for the sea Pike. It's nice to wander around the lake for a few hours, entering the water over your knees and trying various places, hard to reach without a boat, maybe.

Silence, the birds singing, the creatures of the ponds next to you, with great seriousness and devotion, I didn't catch anything in the end: P. Persevering as you know me, I did not leave too many untried places. Who knows, it would have been from the full moon the following evening, the wind would have blown from the left and not the right, or maybe the temperature would have been a few degrees higher than optimal? :)). And I know other fishing excuses to justify the lack of catches :).

There was also a sheepfold in the area, so inevitably I came face to face with the dogs there, from which I ran quite vigilantly, on which occasion I did a little sport :). I also found a wild mulberry tree, with very tasty dudes and awkward poppies that gave a splash of color to the landscape ...

In conclusion, no one caught anything, neither me nor the boys who gave in to "stationary" as they say in fishing terms.

But the wine was good, I saw two sunrises a day (as a flour song said ...), the barbecue was delicious, the stories told by the fire - interesting, and sleeping in a tent ... with some back pain because I haven't slept in a long time and it's hard to get used to it, especially when the mattress deflates when your sleep is dearer: P.