Written: by Rui Oliveira
As a retired sailor who has witnessed the vastness of the ocean, I find a unique serenity in the gentle flow of the Corgo River. Nestled in the heart of Vila Real district, this river has been a silent witness to many tales and traditions, some as old as the hills that cradle its banks.
River fishing here is not just about the catch; it’s a dance with nature, a moment of connection with our ancestors who relied on these waters. Each cast of the net is like turning a page in an ancient book, each fish a story from the past.
The Corgo River, with its crystal-clear waters, is home to a variety of fish, but it’s the trout that reign supreme. Fishing for trout here is an art form, passed down through generations. It requires patience, skill, and a deep understanding of the river’s moods and secrets.
But as I sit by the river, rod in hand, I can’t help but reflect on how times have changed. The river that once teemed with life now tells a story of struggle and resilience. Overfishing and environmental changes have left their mark, reminding us of our responsibility to protect these natural treasures.
Yet, there’s hope. The local communities, aware of the river’s significance, have started conservation efforts. Fishing regulations are in place, ensuring that the joy of fishing along the Corgo can be passed down to future generations.
As the sun sets over the Corgo, casting a golden glow on the water, I feel a deep sense of gratitude. Here, in the quiet rhythm of the river, I find a connection to my roots, to a simpler time when the ocean was a mystery and rivers like the Corgo were the lifelines of communities.
In the end, it’s not just about the fish we catch, but the memories we create and the legacy we leave behind for the rivers that have given us so much.
