Water, water everywhere and lots of drops to drink: drops of Vodka, that is…… after a full day’s fishing and a gourmet meal prepared by world class chefs. All it takes is a love for Atlantic salmon fishing, a mere $15.000 spare change (BEFORE the plane ticket to Murmansk), and a flair for some kind of luxurious roughing it.

https://www.washingtonpost.com/lifestyle/travel/on-a-remote-russian-peninsula-one-of-the-worlds-most-celebrated-atlantic-salmon-fisheries/2016/10/06/1802036e-8430-11e6-ac72-a29979381495_story.html?wpisrc=nl_rainbow-nonsub&wpmm=1

And yet: I get it – I believe the thrill of “catching” something is no different in photography. I just don’t have to worry about getting the hooks out of my prey to release it again.  What I don’t get is the elitism that comes with these exclusive communities, even though they proudly claim that they bring jobs and foreign currency to poor regions. That’s what they said for all those safaris as well, before they hunted big game practically to extinction.

 

 

 

A worry closer to home: lots of people do fish the Willamette, the Columbia and the sloughs even during times when there is a health warning. For them it’s obviously not thrilling the angler, but filling the belly. 

And of course these guys will do the rest….