It took some fishing...
MY TWO FISHING BUDDYS FOR LIFE
First of all, I want to give CigarMan belated congratulations on the birth of his fishing buddy for life. Welcome to the Fatherhood club. We are a secret fraternity with the following creed.
Do yourself the favor, take a kid fishing.
This alone tends to reduce the stress factor and cholesterol levels a thousand fold.
In the picture these are just 2 Nicaraguan kids, that happen to be mine, I am in the background.
Gerold Wayne, almost 12 yo, is on the left, and John Wayne jr. 8 1/2 yo is on the right.
Being I earned the reputation of being a little careless with the truth, and now my credibility is not, all that good anymore, with that Snake posting, I am going to try and stay on track with this fish tale, being the fish in the picture are my two son’s trophies.
These two fine specimens are commonly called ROBALLO or SNOOK
(Centropomus undecimalus)
Normally these Individuals can get up to 55 inches long and weigh in, at up to 50 pounds. There have been record landings larger than this caught here in Nicaragua.
(I think the TICOS are trying to say a record one was caught in their waters, but we in the know, know better)
Gerold’s fish was 41 inches long and was 38 pounds
Johnny’s fish was 37 inches long and weighed 33 pounds
Now the other day on Nica Living, CigarMan made the statement, that he could teach a cow to fish.
Now this confused me a bit, I did not know if he was talking about the Longhorn Cowfish (Lactoria cornuta) found in abundance on the reefs just offshore of here, (btw, I looked it up) or the common milk cow (Bovinimus quartohangerdownius) found mostly all over Nicaragua. I hope he clarifies it for me, if it is the milk cow; I really want to watch this.
The reason I touched on this, is that in the English language, it is easy to play on words, such as my Dad asking me, if I had ever seen a Catfish? Me being the son, of the son, of a fisherman, when I replied yes, he asked me if the Cat was using a hand line or a fishin´pole.
MiskitoAlan, Mr. Steve and I, was not going to pay for CigarMan’s fishing trip over here just to be shown a Longhorn Cowfish.
Back to the fish story.
My boys and I waited till it had rained a bit, so the fish that live in the marshes would be pushed out along with the White Shrimp into more favorable areas for us to catch ém.
As luck would have it, the wind swung around from the west. Now this blow’s the surface of the sea away from shore and in doing so the water on the bottom moves toward the beach, to replace it.
This brings all kinds of shrimp, crabs, and other forms of sea life close to the shore. (Dad told me you always have to work with, Mother Nature and not against it, so I am just passing it on, to these boys of mine)
Robert “rcefalu” a Nica Living member, was visiting with us here on the Atlantic Coast, and also took advantage of this natural phenomena and carried a bucket of those delicious White Shrimp back to MGA with him, when he returned home.
He had a nice mix of sizes for different recipes; about 15% were cobs, as in corn cob, what we call the 16-20´s. This is early in the season to be finding big ones in the mix. I guess it is because we have had an unusual dry, dry season this year, and the salt and brackish water penetrated way up into the interior. Here I go babbling again; I catch myself doing that sometimes, back to the tale.
We had gone down to the Wharf, (Gerold, Johnny and I) after getting some of Miskito Alan’s “Killer Ballyhoo” for bait, and packing a thermos with our favorite fresco’s and something to munch on. Gerold and Johnny like the local gaseosa ROJITA. It is red in color, and sweet, with the flavor of the old BAZOOKA BUBBLE GUM. (Does it still exist?)
For me just relaxin’ and fishin’ I like the old pirate drink written about by Robert Louis Stevenson, in his story Treasure Island. Just FDC #5 and water, the favorite drink of “Billy Bones.” I also like to have a nice smoke to go along with it too.
As you can see in our picture, in my left hand I am enjoying one of those new “Southern Eagle” cigars manufactured by “Extreme Okra S.A.” right here in Nicaragua.
This delightful smoke, has a unique, hard to keep lit feature, with the distinct aroma of a brush fire, and wont get ya’ in trouble with the Law….. Let me quit wandering from the fish tale.
We take about 5 pounds of the killer bait and grind it up and make a soup out of it for chumming the big one’s close to us. The rest we use for cut bait.
The preferred method of capture here for these fish is with the use of hand lines and barbed spears.
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