These are still mixed
up, so I will upload them, and arrange them as time permits.
Last revision 4-24-13
of Iran fishing trip.
These were taken forty
years ago (1973).
friend, and our guide, Bashir, cleaning our catfish.
bazaar at Isfahan
for sale here.
off our fish to the locals.
You can get anything you want at Alice's Restaurant, or one
of these roadside stands!
My thanks to Lance Borden for sharing these slides. That
lovely knife was a gift to Bashir.
remember his name. The big fish fry was at his house in Isfahan.
the Caspian Sea.
lagoon at sunset.
A genuine look of pain. I stuck myself with a wire leader that
we used to catch Northern Pike.
copper smith at the bazaar.
of many turnouts. (vista point)
Some beautiful scenery near the Caspian Sea. A small village
on the hillside.
waiting for a ride.
trees line the channel to the lagoon.
don't have many photos of my friend, Chuck Westfall.
lodge at sunset.
near the Caspian Sea.
The game warden's tower. I never understood whether these
guys were military or police, or just game wardens. They always asked us for
our licenses. When they spoke with Bashir, they used the “Rashti”
dialect, which I could never understand. The words were the same as regular
Farsi, but the pronunciation was drastically different.
The river really rages during the rainy season, but the
fishing is still good.
snowy egret flies over the reeds.
Not sure what these are for.
The locals were curious. They asked what we
were catching. Iranians don't eat catfish. (no
scales). This river is full of crawdads, and they don't eat those, either.
What a beautiful, scenic, scary road. Looking back where we
just came from.
in the wilderness.
traffic on a rainey day.
of the locals. It seems like everyone depends on the river, here.
stand. I bought several reed mats from this guy.
reed mats were for sale everywhere.
of the shops at the bazaar.
water on a windy day.
One of my favorite memories.
shop at the bazaar.
son with houseboy. (don't remember names)
Todd and Scott.
are some nice fish.
big fish fry.
quit taking pictures of birds!
We follow the trail we cut coming, to go home. Those weeds are
full of Northern Pike.
of the most beautiful places on the planet.
and Tuborg. YUM!
is the way we clean our carpets, we clean our carpets, we clean our
carpets....... This is how we make carpets look old and worn. (artificial
antiques) So early in the morning!
river bank. (and another bird, Lance!)
old attire, standing beneath the power lines.
mess of catfish!
river? I don't know. Swollen from recent rain.
one tunnel and entering another.
No more birds!!!!
My favorite memory!
lagoon covered in vegetation
like it hot.
town of Rasht
shop at the bazaar.
a break, dude!
off a ten pounder.
of several tunnels.
shop owner and his family. Women are shy and like to stay covered.
gave the knife to Bashir to keep.
common sight. A lot of serious accidents.
of my mats.
back up a treacherous road.
moon over the lagoon.
Sunset on the lagoon.
was too dark. Not sure where this is.
Those are soda cases (plastic). This may be a roadside
restaurant, or the place where we bought bread on every trip.
water in the lagoon.
Scene near the Caspian Sea.
hats and mats and brooms are made from local reeds.
bought one of these.
A beautiful masonary bridge.
are the bungalows where we stayed at the lodge.
The restaurant next door served excellent food. I had a
sturgeon souffle that was delicious. Some of the finest food I have ever eaten.
ready to stab myself.
guys worked as a team, the one casting the net, and the other keeping the boat
We got some nice shots of these guys at sunset.
This net is
circular, with weights tied around the perimeter.
I had one slide
showing him throwing his net.
It was lost when I
had a poster size photo made.
This one is