1.0Le Mouchinghttps://lemouching.com/en/Cyril Kamirhttps://lemouching.com/en/author/cyrilkamir/rich600338<blockquote class="wp-embedded-content" data-secret="pizCZlAzMI"><a href="https://lemouching.com/en/2012/09/ardeche-tarpon/">ARDECHE TARPON</a></blockquote><iframe sandbox="allow-scripts" security="restricted" src="https://lemouching.com/en/2012/09/ardeche-tarpon/embed/#?secret=pizCZlAzMI" width="600" height="338" title="“ARDECHE TARPON” — Le Mouching" data-secret="pizCZlAzMI" frameborder="0" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" scrolling="no" class="wp-embedded-content"></iframe><script type="text/javascript"> /* <![CDATA[ */ /*! This file is auto-generated */ !function(d,l){"use strict";l.querySelector&&d.addEventListener&&"undefined"!=typeof URL&&(d.wp=d.wp||{},d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage||(d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage=function(e){var t=e.data;if((t||t.secret||t.message||t.value)&&!/[^a-zA-Z0-9]/.test(t.secret)){for(var s,r,n,a=l.querySelectorAll('iframe[data-secret="'+t.secret+'"]'),o=l.querySelectorAll('blockquote[data-secret="'+t.secret+'"]'),c=new RegExp("^https?:$","i"),i=0;i<o.length;i++)o[i].style.display="none";for(i=0;i<a.length;i++)s=a[i],e.source===s.contentWindow&&(s.removeAttribute("style"),"height"===t.message?(1e3<(r=parseInt(t.value,10))?r=1e3:~~r<200&&(r=200),s.height=r):"link"===t.message&&(r=new URL(s.getAttribute("src")),n=new URL(t.value),c.test(n.protocol))&&n.host===r.host&&l.activeElement===s&&(d.top.location.href=t.value))}},d.addEventListener("message",d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage,!1),l.addEventListener("DOMContentLoaded",function(){for(var e,t,s=l.querySelectorAll("iframe.wp-embedded-content"),r=0;r<s.length;r++)(t=(e=s[r]).getAttribute("data-secret"))||(t=Math.random().toString(36).substring(2,12),e.src+="#?secret="+t,e.setAttribute("data-secret",t)),e.contentWindow.postMessage({message:"ready",secret:t},"*")},!1)))}(window,document); //# sourceURL=https://lemouching.com/wp-includes/js/wp-embed.min.js /* ]]> */ </script> The great number of emaciated children on dark, rainy streets, begging for the coins so that their papa, addicted to fishing, can pay for the exorbitant trip to Mongolia, is growing. Those poor devils have lost all trace of humanity and can barely speak; lifting their tear filled eyes toward you to utter: “Taimen…taimen…”, Salmon, salmon” or “Bonefish, bonefish…”, that’s all they can manage to articulate. How sad and what a shame! Unfortunately, for the moment, science has nothing to […]https://lemouching.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/09/LeMouching-flyfishingbonefish.jpg