Fishing with Drones

The locals! Not me. I don’t have the patience for fishing.

You can tell a local on the beach because they are in shorts, wooly jerseys and their gumboots. Like me! I always wear my gumboots on the beach.

This is not a beach for skimpy clothing.

I just popped this onto Instagram.

Have a look! Watch to the end – I never thought I would see the like.

Just out to the right of the island we could see the South Island yesterday. It was a lovely clear day.

Such an evening on the stoney beaches.

The black swans, Kakīānau, are considered a native bird though they originated in Australia.

They were introduced from Australia but also arrive under their own steam which makes no sense to me. That is a long way to swim.

Pukeko. A real New Zealand native. And a bit of a naughty bird.

Today’s TKG Take Ten (out in a couple of hours) is all lagoon and swans.

Have a fantastic day/evening/morning (for me).

Celi

13 responses to “Fishing with Drones”

  1. I was amazed by fly fishing, with 8 flies on a line, in 1970, on a boat in St. Ives Bay, Cornwall. As a small child, I reeled up 7 or 8 fish and a couple managed to drop off the line. Fast forward to 1999 and I was out on a boat with my parents’ neighbour, fishing off Puffin Island (Padstow), and on a tiny boat he had a cheap fish radar device which not only detected fish, it also identified the species and number! That was 25 years ago!

  2. What did we ever do without drones? The farmers here use them to find cattle, the police use them to find marijuana plants hiding amidst other crops, and every real estate agent now uses them for bird’s eye views of property. Fishing is cleverly creative!

  3. I am not a fisher either, although as a child I did catch perch from a waterlogged old rowboat with nothing but some nylon line and no hook- still no idea how that happened but I was so proud of myself. Is there not a mystique around fishing for some- the concept of being with nature, using your skills to judge where the fish are running, knowing the exact place to cast and place fly into the water and also the skill to real in without losing the fish. I wonder what oldey-timey fishers would think of this method?

  4. Your pukeko is a member of the same rail family as is our purple gallinule, a much more rainbow colored tropical bird. It is not a garden menace at all but very shy & sticks to the water’s edge among the reeds, stalking across lily pads & water hyacinth leaves on its long legs & large feet in pursuit of small water creatures & plant bits. Both of these birds have their own short videos on youtube. I used to paint needlepoint canvases for a needlework shop in Florida & one of my best sellers was of the colorful purple gallinule, (which even I worked myself & nearly finished). Perhaps it’s high time to fish it out & try to finish it now, 50 yrs. later. Thank you for the heads up, with your talk & photo of the pesky pukeko.

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