On our last day, Mike Schwartz and set off upriver with Neto. Mike and I have fished all over the world together. We've fished in the Seychelles, French Polynesia, Mexico, the Bahamas and now we were headed out once again into the Amazon Basin. Mike and I always have good luck fishing together and today would be no exception.
After a great morning in a calm lagoon, we snipped off our threadbare flies, tied on fresh offerings and headed further upstream. Eventually we reached a hole in the canopy where a small creek was entering the main Agua Boa. While Neto and Mike pushed the skiff in impossibly shallow water, I took photos, offered advice and pointed out wasps nests. As butterfly peacocks, wolf fish and jacunda scattered ahead of us in 6 inches of water, we made slow progress. Eventually we made to a lagoon. It didn't take long for us to find out there were peacocks everywhere.
|Mike and I change our destroyed flies|
|Heading up the creek|
We hooked many big peacocks over the next few hours. Mike was casting great and plucked a few big tucanare in very shallow water. It was a pleasure for me to watch Mike cast. I've watched him progress every year and this year he has reached a new level of expertise.
How good was our fishing for peacocks? Well after lunch, we abandoned our pursuit of the many peacocks in the lagoon and decided to try to hook a surabim catfish. These beautiful catfish were abundant, but very hard to stay buttoned up to. We could get a hook in them, but they mysteriously seemed to be able to throw the hook every time. Finally, Mike got tight to one and we were able to see a surabim up close and personal.
Finally, we ran out of time knowing we had to yet make our way back through the creek. When we reached the mouth, Neto told us to keep our eye out for sting rays and for good reason... the stingray's tail contains a sharp spine.
(This spine is covered with a thin mucus sheath that contains venom. When the spine is deployed, the barb pierces the venom sac along with the victim's skin, and the poisonous slime is introduced into the wound. The barb is extremely sharp (it has been known penetrate bone), and it operates under the same principle as an arrowhead. It slides into flesh fairly easily, but the serrated edges make it very difficult and painful to extract. The tail is very flexible and can bend pretty much any direction within a split second, inflicting serious damage. In addition to causing great pain, the venom contains enzymes that cause tissue death.)
Almost immediately upon entering the creek, we saw a stingray half buried in the shallow mud. As soon as we alerted Neto, he marched to the front of the boat and using his machete, cleaved the basketball-sized ray in two.
I asked Neto to cut off the tail. I carefully put the still wriggling tail in a plastic bag and put it in the cooler. I brought the stinky mess home with me. I was curious what the barb looked like.
|Mike pushes the skiff...|
|...as does Neto|
A stingray up ahead
|Beautiful, but dangerous|
When I got home last weekend, I put the stinky bag in my freezer. Yesterday, I dissected the tail, carefully removing the barb and cleaning off the venomous slime. Below is a photo of the barb. It is about 3.5 inches long and razor sharp. You can see the serrated edges would make the barb very hard to pull out.
|Finally the main river once again|
When we reached the main river, Mike and I cracked our last beer while Neto cooled off in the river. soon we were headed downriver. The trip was over, but what a great way to end a great week!