Days Like These…
Blue hues, dramatically enhanced by polarised lenses. Amphibian shoes, scratched by scoparia, encounter decades-old fences. Thousands of tarns and lagoons, barely any trees Taking full advantage of sight-fishing days like these.
Blue hues, dramatically enhanced by polarised lenses. Amphibian shoes, scratched by scoparia, encounter decades-old fences. Thousands of tarns and lagoons, barely any trees Taking full advantage of sight-fishing days like these.
Leave passes – Every angler with a better half needs them. Sometimes the passes are abused, sometimes the passes are few and far between and other times they are saved up and banked into a special account titled “HELL YES MOTHER-FLIPPING NEW ZEALAND”. Well that is what mine was called anyway… More than six months…
Just imagine busting out your own lyrics while wearing these Imago rippers… “Imago fishin’ – I’m on a boot accquisition, Imago keeps me in an upright position Stompin’ in the dirt and hackin’ through the water, but I ain’t any typical tackle hoarder Slayin’ ample fish while you’re kickin’ up your heels, Imago gets me some boots to match…