This has to be one of the longest fishing poles I’ve ever seen in my lifetime.
When the fisherman sat down with it, it had to be about 4 feet long.
Then he started telescoping it out.
And kept telescoping it out.
And kept telescoping it out.
And kept telescoping it out.
I’m not sure if you can tell by the pictures, but the fishing pole has to be about 25 feet in length.
One end is incredibly pointy and small.
the other is about 4 inches wide since the rest of the pole fits inside it when it collapses.
There was a guy across the river with two smaller ones but this one just left me amazed.
I love how the cherry blossoms, water, trees and sky create such a serene scene.
It is days like this that make me want to stay in Beijing for many years to come.
Serenity now…