What is the most important thing when catching fish in the wild
Some people think that the most important thing is the tool. After all, it is too difficult to catch fish with bare hands.
Some people think that reaction is more important. After all, no matter how good the tool is, it is useless if you can't grasp the movement and timing of the fish.
However, Wang usually performs tasks in the wild, trapping rabbits and catching fish. And what all veterans will do before catching fish is to choose a good location to catch fish.
It can be said that choosing a good location can even achieve twice the result with half the effort.
For example, under the water grass where Wang Ping was hiding his claws at the moment, there were the most densely populated areas of microorganisms and aquatic insects in the lake, and it was also where fish often appeared. As for tools, was there anything sharper than Wang Ping's claws
The monkey remained motionless in the posture of catching the moon, and the stirred lake water gradually began to settle and become clear. Through the water surface, you can see a few sharp claws exposed in the mud and sand under the water plants and the fluff swaying with the lake water.
Catching fish, like fishing, requires patience.
Because the lake water here has just been stirred, and there is a smell on Wang Ping's claws that is different from the smell on the lake bottom. The nearby fish will not approach rashly until they adapt.
The wildebeest on the other side finished drinking the water and strolled along the lakeshore towards the grassland in the northwest with its companions.
Fifteen kilometres to the northwest is the Ngorongoro Crater, the geographical core of the Ngorongoro Conservation Area.
As the second largest volcano in the world, Ngorongoro has entered a long "sage time" since its last eruption 2 million years ago. It is estimated that the last eruption was too strong and the volcano was "hollowed out". Today, it is called the "African Garden of Eden" because of the rich species in its area.
There are two types of volcanoes: active and dead. However, the dead ones are usually the cradles of life with rich species. On the contrary, active volcanoes are the undeserving forbidden zones of life, where even grass is unwilling to grow.
Ngorongoro is a famous "dead" volcano. The crater is more than 18 kilometers in diameter. After 2 million years of changes, its edges and corners have been smoothed. Now it is more like a plain.
Even in 1956, the TSNY government merged it with the Serengeti in geographical division and called it the Serengeti Plain. In a sense, the volcano is outstanding to this extent.
These wildebeests were clearly creatures of the plains. And the direction from which the gunshots came last night was also in the direction of the plains.
"Or should I go take a look?"
Wang Ping was thinking about his own things, but his eyes were fixed on the water.
A tilapia as wide as a palm swung its tail and smacked its lips as it came to the water layer above Wang Ping's claws.
“Wow!”
A silver splash of water flashed in the sunlight, along with the tilapia that was slapped away by Wang Ping, and fell on the rocks in the shallows behind him.
The poor tilapia didn't even have time to struggle before large pieces of its scales flew off its body and it fainted on the spot.
"Done, call it a day!"
When Wang Ping happily returned to the base with the fish in his mouth, Gu Lang was standing behind the car changing clothes.
The trunk of the SUV was opened, revealing the items that Wang Ping had seen before.
At this time, Gu Lang had wrapped himself in layers of bandages, especially his arms and legs, which he bandaged very carefully. From a distance, he looked like a mummy that had not yet dried out.
The strong smell of wound medicine mixed with the smell of sweat came in the wind, and Wang Ping almost spit out the small fish in his mouth.
After taking off his beggar-like clothes, Gu Lang took out a pair of hiking pants and a quick-drying T-shirt from the backpack at the back of the car and put them on, and then found a canvas top to put on outside.
But after less than five seconds, Gu Lang took off his coat and threw it on the front seat. It was really too hot!
Feeling as if someone was watching him from behind, Gu Lang subconsciously turned around and saw Wang Ping looking at him with a fish in his mouth.
"Huh? Where did you catch the fish? Is there a river nearby?"
Gu Lang's eyes lit up and he asked hurriedly.
"… "
To be honest, Wang Ping didn't want to pay attention to him.
If you look south from here, you can see the river bank through the trees if you look carefully. And even if you can't see it, you can always hear the faint sound of flowing water, right
All I can say is that this guy is either a newbie who has never been to the wild, or he is just trying to make conversation. The latter possibility is probably higher.
Sure enough, the next second, Gu Laosan revealed his true purpose.
"If there is a river...can you accompany me to the river to fetch some water?"
You won't go by yourself
Wang Ping looked at him with an unfriendly look, very much doubting the guy's real purpose.
What? You want to trick me into the river and push me into it? Don't you know that otters and honey badgers are cousins of the same family, Mustelidae? Do you believe that I can swim faster than you can drive a car
"What do you mean by that look? Just nod if you're willing! I don't dare to go alone..."
Feeling the malicious gaze from a certain badger, Gu Lang was also inconsolable.
This time when he went out, nature gave him a vivid lesson. It made him realize how small and fragile humans are in nature. He was in awe, but the direct consequence was that Gu Lang was now afraid to stay alone in the deserted woods.
He had already seen the gleam of the river in the south through the gaps in the woods. But when he thought about going through the woods, Gu Lang was a little nervous. Wang Ping was not around, and if he encountered a wild animal, he would have no place to hide.
Even if nothing happens and you make it to the river, you don’t know what’s going on there. What if there are crocodiles? Even if there are no crocodiles, other animals are still very dangerous!
When he saw Wang Ping at this moment, Gu Lang felt like he had found his backbone and support.
Although it was a bit far-fetched, it seemed that with Wang Ping around, they had more or less the confidence to go out. However, looking at Wang Ping's skinny body, Gu Laosan himself even doubted where this unreliable feeling came from. Perhaps it was a manifestation of post-traumatic stress syndrome...
"Fuck, is this true?"
Wang Ping was stunned after hearing what Gu Laosan said. How could a fool who dared to drive alone in the grassland say that he didn't dare to go to the river to fetch water by himself
Do you think I believe it
At this time, Gu Lang had already picked up the bucket that he had found in the north room. He looked at the fish in Wang Ping's mouth and said again, "Let's go. Don't you have to gut and clean the fish anyway? How can you clean it without water?"
Oh yes!
Wang Ping realized that he should have gutted the fish at the lake. But now that he had free labor, this job was…
Wang Ping ran over and threw the fish into the bucket, then turned around and led the way, leading Gu Lang towards the closer river bank to the south.
As for someone trying to play tricks? Haha, that doesn't exist!
Wang Ping wanted to see what Gu Lang was up to.
After walking out of the woods, Gu Lang looked back and forth at the riverbank full of rocks and weeds. He was amazed at the dense forests on both sides of the river, but there was not a single tree on the shore.
Wang Ping glanced toward the small lake in the west.
Another group of animals came to drink water on the shore. A warthog and a mother and child oryx were standing about ten meters apart, drinking water while keeping a wary eye on each other.
Gu Lang came to the river, looked at the river which was less than one meter deep, squatted down and took out the tilapia from the bucket.
"I'm telling you, this is gutting a fish, I'm most..."
Before he could finish his words, the little fish, which had recovered from its dizziness but had been pretending to be dead, swung its tail and slipped out of Gu Lang's hand, falling into the water with a splash.
Gu Lang: “…”
Wang Ping: “…”
So, you lured me to the river just to throw away my breakfast