Jack Kos – Fiordland Baby
First of all, sorry it’s been so long since I’ve posted on here. A combination of heaps of uni work and barely being out fishing means I’ve gotta trawl the past for this one a bit.
A couple of months back a couple of good mates and myself hit Fiordland. Hit it hard. I’ll let the photos do the talking, but god damn it was amazing. I think an annual tradition has started.
So here goes… Cheers to Chris Dore for the photos!!
On the way down to Te Anau Chris and I hit a remote stream. It’s possible that no-one has ever fished it before. Or not.
Yep, that’s one way to start a trip.
A late night with a bizarre combination of booze, oysters and ice cream saw us packing our bags quickly in the morning. Then the trek started. What a place we arrived at!
I suppose I see why people flock to Fiordland.
First fish of the trip. Oh alright, if I have to.
That night I did something silly. I went fishing. I felt like an idiot standing on a big corner pool casting as far out as I could and slowly letting my mouse swing in the current. Until I caught this…
God it was a buzz. Love it!
Self shots at night aren’t the easiest!!
I was so stoked with the night that I could barely sleep!
The next day was an absolute blast. I lost count of the number of 5lb+ rainbows I caught.
Chris and I got a double header early on.
Dore with one of many. You’ve gotta work to get him in front of the camera!
A fish was spotted. Then I hooked it. While standing on a log. A slippery log.
I think Chris mentioned something about hoping I slipped and spread-legged the log. I didn’t. Instead I leapt in. It was pretty deep.
But christ, what a fish!
One of the best rainbows I’ve had.
Had to sneak a cast under a VERY low branch to get this one. Chris has the footage somewhere. Satisfying.
This is how I roll.
Once my undies were dry I headed out for another night fish. Despite my best efforts I couldn’t convince the others to join me. Their loss.
Seriously solid brownie. (and yeah, I know I look like an idiot.)
The next day I managed one of the most nuggety browns I’ve had all season. Just short and deep.
Chubby wee thing.
Then Jeremy early released one…
We walked back out that day. I won’t go into details of what happened that night in Queenstown. Suffice it to say that I popped my fergburger cherry, woke up with a new t-shirt and one hell of a hangover.
We’ve got some great video footage for you guys over winter, so make sure you keep checking back in!