Piscifun Man Bag for All Your EDC

You know what my biggest problem is with EDC (every day carry)? Where are you suppose to keep all this stuff during your daily adventures. I mean, you’ve probably got a lot of gear to carry, including your phone, tablet, hat, gloves, wallet, sunglasses, survival knife, etc. And if you’re only working with a couple pockets on your pants and coat, things can get a little crowded. You could always pack this stuff in a messenger bag, but that’s a little like storing your bicycle in a dump truck; You don’t need quite that much room. So what are you going to do? Man bag? ‘Not me,’ you say, ‘I’m not the man bag type.’

I hear you. At one time, I was resistant to man bags too. But after losing enough wallets and sunglasses to fill a small store, I have gradually accepted the fact that a man can use a bag for his stuff and still look cool – so long as he chooses the right bag. Introducing what I like to call the training bag for guys who are unsure about bringing a bag along with them to their daily jaunts, the Piscifun Single Shoulder Crossbody Bag.

The Piscifun comes in five different color schemes, but we are featuring the Sand Camo. And what kind of guarantee do you have that your stuff will stay safe? Well, you’re basically entrusting your prized possessions to several 900D nylon swatches that have been stitched in such a way to offer up a clever selection of front pockets, side pockets, top straps, rear zipper pocket, mesh drink holder and one large compartment big enough to hold an entire lunch for two (and insulate it somewhat too). The zippers are sturdy, the clasps fit together with a confident click and the backside is lightly padded to keep you comfortable during an all-day excursion.

And the neat thing about this bag is while it can expand to offer a lot of storage, it also compacts down to a manageable size when you’re only carrying a few essentials. This is pretty much all the bag you should ever need for your EDC, and if you ever need more – get yourself a good messenger bag for crying out loud. And as man bag’s go – this one is about as macho as they get. Get your own #Piscifun bag here.

How to choose spinning reel

For many fishermen, spinning reels has become more popular than the baitcasters. Apparently, spinning reels are more easier and flexible to use, even for beginners. Also, the inner structure and material are also vital in terms of performance and ease of use. Choosing the best spinning reel for your need, however, can often be challenging if unfamiliar with it. Please read the following guide to know some helpful advice for choosing the spinning reel.

All parts of the spinning reel:

• line roller:

This is the crucial part of the reel. No ball bearing Design! Ceramic processing techniques. Innerly Adopt high-strength plastic and alloy. So very abrasive; excellent tightness, no more breaking line！

• Gearing:

Inner Gearing! High-precision production machinery and production molds. More closely synchromesh gears. Make the reel spinning more smooth and well balanced. Unique in spooling line with Perfect uniformity and Low noise. The golden copper pinion gear pinion is highly anti-corrosion. Highly corrosion-resistant zinc alloy drive gear. Power transmission is much stronger than ever.

• one-way clutch:

Corrosion-resistant.

• Carbon Drag washer.

High corrosion-resistant (acid and salt). Also High temperature prevention. Strong friction. Excellent drag performance. Water-proof.

Choose wisely and it won't let you down.

Fishing with Piscifun Team written by Paul Marshall

A short recount of my experience using this Piscifun fishing gear.

I am stationed in Jinan China for a short period of time, chance to relax is very rare. However one evening I was approached by Katy and Sophia in the park to ask if I liked fishing. Yes I said but I have neither the time or my equipment here with me. Not to worry was Katy reply, we can help you with equipment from our store.
Well I was surprised when A few days later I was given the news that they would pick me up from my hotel and transport me to an inland lake for some big mouth bass fishing. In my many years I have never tried to catch big mouth bass and had no real idea of the gear to be used or the method to be used. I should not have worried, PISCIFUN took care to supply a very nice carbon spinning rod and a beautifully balanced series 2000 spinning real. I loaded it with 6lb line and with a simple rig of a weight and hook with bait being a jelly. The rod was a six foot length two piece rod, with a simple two cork butt handle, one of which was positioned just right to rest on my arm when being used. The real attachment was a fixed receptor and another receptor that screwed to the rear to firmly lock it down. The whole rig was light and well balanced.
Casting was real easy, just flick the bale arm over, rod back and lightly holding the spool I let it fly. A good ten yards with a bait of only a gram or so was easy. And to my surprise after only a few casts I hooked my first fish. A fish of just over a kilo. The rod bent very nicely from the mid point of the lower section through to the top and as an even bend. This gave me good control over the fish and I was a very happy man. My first big mouth bass and only after setting on the water less than 20 mins.
Out on the water on the electric boats I was able to fish sitting down and cast with one hand easily, a further 5 fish were caught in the range of a kilo up. Again I noticed on hook up and fighting the fish a good curve on the rod and a reel retrieve that just felt perfect with a drag that was easy to set with one hand as well as to be able to flick the no back with my finger.
What is my opinion of the rod and real, well to be honest as it was my first time bass fishing and first time to use this make of kit I was very impressed. As a long time user of tackle out of Japan, this manufacturer really surprised me with the quality and performance.
Negative aspect for me was that the reel was a shiny anodized aluminum unit, I am and all ways will be a fan of dull or black/grey equipment and not just for looks but to be able to blend in with the bushes ect where I fish. Having said that it was really easy to clean and keep clean, servicing the gears was only a matter of 4 screws to remove gear box cover and to re lube. The spool is kept in place by screwing in or out on the spool head. This was also where the drag is set, and its easy.
One impressed and happy man.

Fishing At Casterly Rock Episode 3

That night I have a dream. I dream that I am crowned ruler of Casterly Rock. The guardians all bow down to me and give me a crown made of golden fish scales. They name me god of the guardians. I am their master and they are my servants to make with as I please. Upon waking up the next morning, I feel a sense of guilt washing over me for having such a dream. Is that not what the guardian at Casterly Rock warned me against? Pushing the troubling thoughts to the back of my mind, I begin the usual route to my fishing spot. For some reason, my Piscifun Crossbody bag feels unusually heavy…

I settle down next to the bank covered with soft moss, making it my home for the day. I have much fish to catch and even more people to feed. My Piscifun Carbon casting rod glistens in the morning sun, making it look as if the sun only shines its rays on my rod; giving it a god-like look. God like…

“Brad, your mind is an open book to me. What you think goes straight through my veins. What you feel makes my bones shudder with pain as well. I am however wary of what goes on inside your mind as it is not what the guardians of Casterly Rock want your mind to be filled with. I warned you of the power that comes with guardian status.”

Feeling like a kid caught in the act of being naughty, I spin around to see the guardian standing at the edge of the bank, his scaly skin like diamonds in the sun. “It was just a dream, just a subconscious meddle of the mind,” I try to come up with a valid explanation.

“They all say that, and yet they all follow the same path. Make sure you are not one of them, Brad. You are special and our last hope.”

“Yes, I understand. I will rid myself of these ludicrous thoughts and notions and concentrate on the task at hand. Making Casterly Rock the salvation for those in need and guarding it from any harm that might come lurking.”

“Good. I would like to inform you that you will be summoned to a council meeting tomorrow as you arrive here for your fishing venture. Do not be late and do not bring your negative thoughts with you. Leave them be where they do not bother you or any of us.”

Just as he appeared, he disappeared again into the water, making the trout in the lake surface for just one moment, making it much easier to catch them. Not long after my encounter with the guardian, the sun sets its rays on the mountain, ready for another night of darkness. As I pack up my fishing tackle, satisfied with the days catch, I open my crossbody bag and reach out to get my Piscifun fishing pliers. My hand glides across something cold and wet inside the bag. I glance down into the bag and am appalled at what I see. What stares back at me makes my breath catch in my throat. Eyes, or what used to be eyes, drawn back in their sockets, glassy with no life at all. My head lies in the bag, the look of fear still visible. As if the wind could feel my fear, a whisper sings softly in my ear.

“This will be you if you dare disobey.”

Now I know. Do not let the status cloud your mind. You will regret it. Shaking, I glance back at the bag to see my lifeless eyes. Nothing; the bag is empty. I gather up my trout and head back to the village. Tomorrow at the council meeting I will talk to the guardians about this. They had to have something to do with what I had just seen.

Fishing At Casterly Rock Episode 2

It had been an utterly exhausting day, giving trout from Casterly Rock to those who needed it most at the marketplace. As I saw it, I was their hero! It quickly became known to me that I will have to catch twice as much trout the next day if I was to stay their hero.

Early the next morning, before the sun bragged its luring rays of light, I went round the bend and over the next hill; back to Casterly Rock, back to what I wish I would forget. Upon getting there, I was met with a delightful splash; trout in the reeds, ready for the breakfast I was about to serve. I assembled my Piscifun Shadowcat Casting Rod and added some bait; Fly Fishing Flies with a Floating Fishing Lure. Fantastic for the amount of fish I wanted to catch today.

As the day wore on, I began getting an unsettling feeling that I was being watched from beneath the trees in the distance. As Mr. Stanley was no longer alive to watch my every move at Casterly Rock, the watcher was unknown to me. With a jolt, I heard a voice behind me.

“Brad, you are a good fisherman, Piscifun products agree with you. I have a proposition for you, if you are interested.”

I turned my head, already knowing I was about to speak to one of the Guardians of Casterly Rock. “A proposition, I would love that!”

“Brad, you are so enthusiastic, but I warn you, it is not an easy task. You must become a guardian of Casterly Rock. You must guard this wonder we live in with your life. Guard it from fishermen that want to exploit its riches and use it only for their own benefit. Mr. Stanley was asked to become a guardian, and the status went to his mind; see where that got him. Will you be able to become one of us, Brad?”

Gob smacked, I uttered the few words I could, “Yes, I will become a guardian of Casterly Rock.”

“Good. Remember, you are to protect this place from newcomers that wants to reap the benefits of what we have here. You are to catch fish from this pond and give it to the poor at the marketplace, not sell it for your own benefit. You will be poor yourself yes, but as a guardian, you will be compensated for good behavior in way you would never imagine! “

“Yes, yes I will do that,” is all I could muster.

As if talking to the wind, there was a slight splash into the pond and then nothing. I was alone again, only me and the trout. I could not believe what had just happened! I was asked to protect Casterly Rock from harm and in return I would be compensated, by money hopefully. As I picked up my rod to call it a day, I saw a Piscifun Portable Fish Lip Gripper next to my fishing box; a present from the guardians. I made a mental note to thank the guardian when I came to fish tomorrow; if I was to see him again.

I walked up the road and past Mr. Stanley’s post. So, that is why he was such a bitter man. The guardian status went to his mind. Poor soul was my only thought. As I walked into the marketplace, an idea became to form in my head…

“Trout, trout for those who are hungry! Come get some trout, those who need it most!”

As if drawn to my voice, a huge crowd of hungry men, woman and children began to gather, eager to get a taste of the trout of Casterly Rock.

Fishing At Casterly Rock Episode 1

Around the bend and over the next hill, that is where the spot is; lush with its content I need, hidden below the vast reeds. I hope I will catch something today; otherwise Mr. Stanley will beat me and make me regret that I came home empty-handed. I ready my Piscifun Shadowcat Casting Rod. If there is one thing Mr. Stanley and I agree upon, it is the Piscifun brand; trusted for many years.

As I begin the morning ritual of assembling my fishing rod and choosing the right bait, I began to ponder. I make a good noose for the Casting Spinner Bait with Treble Hook; great for Freshwater Trout. If only there was a way I could get out of Mr. Stanley’s grip. He pays such a small wage for all the work I have to do. I get up before dawn each morning, cross the rigged bridge and walk across the valley of fog. I try not to listen to the fog ghosts, sending their death defying whimpers across the valley, carried by the morning breeze. Then it is around the bend and over the next hill; to the place of any fisherman’s dream. Casterly Rock, is what Mr. Stanley calls it. He has kept it secret all these years. He pays me to go there every day and catch the most beautiful trout imaginable! The reason he doesn’t go himself is that he was banned by the guardians of Casterly Rock. He had an agreement with them; he would catch trout from their pond and give it to the poor in the village. Instead, Mr. Stanley sold it at the market for triple the price it was worth. Now, he sends me to the rock, and beats me when I come home empty-handed. I do not really have a choice; I need the money to stay alive.

I use my Daiwa fishing pliers to cut the excess line from my rod. I have chosen a Rapala fishing line for today’s catch. As I ready myself to cast for the first time, I can feel someone watching me. Slowly turning around, my breath catches in my throat. Right there next to the Willow tree, stands two Casterly Rock guardians. Their fish-like gills glisten in the early-morning rays. With webbed feet and scaly bodies, they make their way towards me.

“We have watched you for a long time now, Brad. We know who you work for. We have banned Mr. Stanley from this place, so we will do with his servants.”

“I beg you, please, if I do not go home today with at least five trout in my bag, he will beat me half to death!” I stutter.

“Do not fear, Brad, for Mr. Stanley will beat you no more.” The guardians slowly make their way to the water’s edge and disappear beneath the depths.

“Wait, what do you mean?” It’s too late; they are nowhere to be seen.

As quickly as I can, I gather all my fishing tackle and put it into my Piscifun Outdoor Sports Shoulder Bag. Running as fast as my legs would carry me, I make my way to where Mr. Stanley usually waits to pick up his fish. There, right under the rigged bridge, I find him in a puddle of blood. Someone had shot a gigantic fishing hook right through his heart. Without blinking twice, I gather my thoughts together and head to the market.

As I enter the pungent marketplace, I began shouting, “Trout, trout anyone who does not have a morsel to eat, free trout for the poor!”

Instantly, there are at least five people, skinny, crawling out of the dark alleys to feast on the trout of Casterly Rock.