1.0Le Mouchinghttps://lemouching.com/en/Cyril Kamirhttps://lemouching.com/en/author/cyrilkamir/rich600338<blockquote class="wp-embedded-content" data-secret="H4LUwndErD"><a href="https://lemouching.com/en/2015/09/bonefishing/">Bonefishing</a></blockquote><iframe sandbox="allow-scripts" security="restricted" src="https://lemouching.com/en/2015/09/bonefishing/embed/#?secret=H4LUwndErD" width="600" height="338" title="“Bonefishing” — Le Mouching" data-secret="H4LUwndErD" 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 first autumn rain is falling and the leaves after having had a fierce hot summer are just waiting for the first september winds to fly to the ground. In the meantime my head is still dreaming of more bonefish, more hot wind, more barracudas, more tarpon, more mangrove, more flats, more salt. I cannot help it, I am addicted to salt water fly fishing, it’s touching deep inside myself something I did not know it existed, I cannot explain […]