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The last sunset of my rod .... poppig wacky style! Reflections

After a year of many emotions and honored career of bass in the foam, emissions, and many other fish, last night my beloved popping rod lamiglass by 7 feet in XMG 50 is cut short due to a finite branch damn .... anyway I will try to revive it using at least its components to reassemble a similar rough: I think really beautiful! However

also His last outing was invoked with 4 fish caught in even an hour of fishing exclusively dedicated to fishing finesse: Braid 10 lb, 8 lb terminal fluorine, 1 very light and love varivas filck shake or curly yamamoto mounted wacky .. .. this is the result.

My head cam this time I had company!

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There are times when fishing in spinning and in particular in which everything turns the wrong way ...

periods in which to go fishing a lot, perhaps more than usual, but the fate you will doggedly losing the most beautiful fish that you're able to hang up. From early

June today I went fishing often, sometimes at sea and many rivers and lakes through the long days of summer I can start almost every evening to attend a Oretta or two.

All these outputs, however, have not brought the expected results: some salty Pesciotti came out but nothing major as well as in freshwater, I took a bit of bass to the pound, some silurotti up to 130 cm and even two fours from 3 - 4 kg grappling with a J13 for the back .... but what bothers me are the fish lost, of course, as usual, the most beautiful! In the mini-vacation

Elba in early June, I unhook a large greenhouse that had fallen on a jig tony 28 grams and ricciolotta in mouth the week before I had lost another greenhouse that had eaten on the rudra stop in the middle of a tsunami does not stay versed on bass I lost three fish including a really important to me to be regurgitated on a buzzbait 1 / 2 oz after a spectacular fighting and to finish in the Arno I unhook a couple of beautiful Sandra and I lost two large torpedoes for a break of 90 and a terminal coupled with the docking labrax to 40 lb braid ...

Not bad right?

We can only improve!

Anyway thank whoever invented the spinning .... two hours in the evening air is what makes me happy to go ahead and forget for a while every day problems.

Close This photo of a bass at night waking is hoping for good luck!

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blinding Polyphemus

Television is a drug, heavy.

Berlusconi and Tremonti Confalonieri are like drug dealers. Tremonti Why? Because RAI is a public limited company, owned 99.65% by the Ministry of Economy and Finance. The rest is owned by the SIAE, the company holding the racket of copyright in Italy. Rai paid to the SIAE regularly astonishing figures. Conflict of interest?

Yes Television is a hard drug. It is grown in America. They have endless plantations of programs for subnormal. The Endemol the matter, the size and make it available to network managers. This sorting of small fish: Bonolis, Luca Laurenti, De Filippi, D'Eusanio, Enrico Papi and the rest of the dense network of dealers.
you see there, in your home. You may still have a normal life, have a chat with your family at the table, hanging out with friends, read a book ... But no. You approach from one spot. Speak, read their unabated alienating the liturgy, the subliminal background of the song of the sirens. Blonde sirens, more sirens, but woe to you if you look! Do not make that mistake. Tie in to the toilet rather like Ulysses tied himself to the mast, because the process takes you back to reality, saving will induce vomiting, refusal of yet another physiological dose of lies. The process will be your strong point while they, the dealers will continue to look straight in the eye, a small, one huge collective eye on 16 / 9 can be seen that nothing beyond what is permitted, what was programmed as a precise sequence of pills to be taken in the respective order ... before I sleep.

Polyphemus, the giant camera that has enslaved the human race goes down. His eye is blinded by deforming a pole red-hot. Odysseus has to go back to sail, and with him all of us, his fellow passengers. Annalisa.