|All aboard the Crowne Plaza! My digs in Suzhou.|
After the longest flight I have ever
The pre-trip recon showed my hotel would be on Jinjihu Lake (pronounced Gin-Jew...I think) and my schedule granted one of day jet lag recovery. I would have Sunday to explore Suzhou before getting to work on Monday, a rare chance for recreation on a business trip. After checking in, I took a stroll along the lake to see what was shakin'.
The prevailing strategy of my angling brethren from the east was clear and I came unprepared. These guys were shameless in their disregard for the no fishing "rule" and less shameless about their technique.
They used telescoping surf rods of approximately 12-14 feet in length and spinning rods that looked to be about right for medium weight rigs. On the line they tied about two ounces of weight below two treble hooks. On one of the hooks went a scrap of bait, presumably to keep up appearances. There was no expectation for fish to be caught "fairly."
|Technique demonstration, mid rip on the right.|
The well dressed angler pictured atop this post was the only guy trying to catch fish fairly, and he was the only one not catching fish. Things weren't looking good for me and my meager selection of spinners and twist-tail grubs.
|Dinner marinates - Au |
My stomach growled as I walked back to the hotel - I was flying solo that night for dinner and the act of finding food was shaping up to be it's own little adventure. On the other side of a sleepless night I had a date with the lake...and you will wait to hear about it. No doubt this primer will leave your night sleepless as well.
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