My phone rang at 6:45 a.m. I had my hands full with baby Maco so I let it go thru to voice mail. “Joe can you travel Sunday thru Thursday?” was the message. It was Thursday Morning. They slow played me until about 11 am when I finally found out that the traveling would take place to Belize…. I am in.
The Belikin tasted delicious as we hopped on the Panga in San Pedro. The sun was setting over Ambergris Caye when we docked at El Pescador fishing lodge. We had 3 days of fishing planned and it was my job to make it look pretty on the camera. Of course my luck brought in cloudy and windy conditions for the first two days but we still, or I should say the, still got shots at numerous tarpon, permit and crushed bonefish. The biggest problem were the clouds and anyone who has done saltwater flats fishing certainly understands the importance of the sun. If you do not let me say this, the sun helps you see into the water, and the fish live in the water.
Our first Belikin was generally around 9am in the morning, which may sound bad to some of you but, it was purely to change our luck. That and I am always skeptical of drinking the water on an island. In fact I am confident that I brought home a little stomach bacteria that I did not declare at customs. Happens every time.
Our last day was the nicest day of the trip, calm and bright. Of course it was the last day. Cody was on the bow and I was on my perch giving him shit about his casting. But, I could not blame him. He was casting a Winston 9wt, which I felt like breaking over my knee a few times. The tarpon were cruising the flat everywhere. It would happen in waves, you would see one, then a group of six, then a few more. Naturally they were on different hands of the clock and it made it chaotic for the guy on the bow. ” cast 40 feet at 9 o’clock” “oh shit look there are a group of them at 2 o’clock moving left to right” line would be flying everywhere and the fish were totally safe. Finally we got our shit together and got the rod bent. Cody made a long shot and started to move the fly. BOOM. After about 6 jumps we had scales to the boat.
Stay tuned I am currently in the fine tuning stage of a video that I will post here when ready. Thanks for reading.