September 30, 2009
aloha
The roughfisher is headed back to the homeland in January. In addition to kicking back some portagee sausage, shave ice, and spam musubi, there have been visions of pursuing the peacock. Tucunare.
Residing in Lake Wilson alongside rogue cichlids, red devils, snakeheads, oscars, pacu, and tilapia, the reservoir is the United Nations of brown. A dumping ground for aquarium enthusiasts everywhere, the pond houses predators from across the globe, including the American favorites, large and smallmouth bass. Son!
The weather on Oahu in January is quite rainy, and often unpredictable for inland fishing. It might be a crapshoot, but still worthy of an attempt. I'll need a little help since a boat is necessary to fish the reservoir, but I recall a promise my wife made to me awhile back, essentially granting me permission to go fishing for peacocks on our next trip west. I can't let the opportunity slide without a fighting chance. If the weather is shitty, there is always plan B: bones...
Sometimes, life is a beach.
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