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Sunday, August 9, 2009

A Marathon in Marathon

So I had this big trip to Marathon planned this past week and it did not shape up to be anything like what I had hoped. Like the saying goes, if it were easy they'd call it catching not fishing.

Here are the facts, Full Moon in August (the Mangrove Snapper are spawning), in one of the best places in the world to fish for snapper, with one of the most successful and knowledgeable captains in South Florida (Mike Murias) and his 29 SeeVee, accompanied by two experienced snapper fisherman (Myself and Alex CazaƱas) and one rookie (Mike Castro), fresh bait, 4 dozen live Pin Fish, and some of the best tackle that money can buy.

I had a two bedroom suite at the Hammocks in Marathon for two days of what I thought was going to be killer fishing. So we set out early Thursday morning, conditions weren't great by any means, with a stiff 15 to 20 knot wind, sea's 3 to 5 with a 6 here and there, and thunderstorms harassing us most of the day. Mike's SeeVee handles like a champ even in rough weather, and I've been with him in some really bad stuff so this was not a really big deal other than it made get situated difficult.

We headed out for the first target and when we got there Mike glumly stated. GREEN WATER, and no current to boot. Now come on, really a full moon and no current, not a good sign starting out. So we didn't even waste any time there, we ran to another spot and needless to say it was more of the same. We ran around for a few hours and didn't do much fishing, much less catching save for a Bonita. We ran back in to pull the pin fish trap for the night target of Mangroves, when Alex came up with the best suggestion of the weekend, "Lets get a Burger before we head out. So we found this place near the Sombrero bridge Marina called Burdines and I must say the food was delicious.

SO with full stomachs, some improvement in the weather to 10 knots and some renewed optimism we set out again. This time Mike suggested that we run North to see if we could find some better water and some current. We pulled up and there was some good news, BLUE WATER, however, there was still little to no current.

Lines went in the water and it was not long before we had a few tails in the boat. THe night fell and the Mangroves turned on, the short of it is we caught some 12 Mangs and 8 or 9 Tails, no the slaughter we (I) had anticipated, but at least we did not get skunked. It was nearly 11:00 PM and we had worked hard to get what we had and we were all pretty much exhausted. We headed home and by the time we took the boat out, unloaded the equipment, showered, and hit the bed it was nearly 4:00 AM. That's right, we put in about 17 hours on the water of hard core fishing.

So on Friday we slept in, the plan was to fish the afternoon anyway, the weather was much improved and optimism once again was ours. We headed out about 4:00 PM and ran south once again, we pulled up at the same spot as the day before and still the water was green, and the current was non-existent. No big deal, we were planning on heading further south anyway. We ran the 30 mile to our target and Mike and I immediately started Jigging. Immediately we both had bent rods, and things looked awesome. What ever fish I had on was big enough that it made it back to the wreck we were over, and I was cut off. Mike had a similar experience expect whatever cut him off had teeth. We ran back to the wreck and tried it again and again we had fish hooked, this time Alex and I were both on with fish, but the result was the same, some bigger and with teeth was taking our bounty. We must have drifted over the wreck some 6 or 8 times and had big fish on every time only to be bested but some larger predator. on one of our last drifts I managed to get a Bonito boat side just 10 feet from the boat when a large Shark (Lemon said Mike, in the 250lb class) came in like a bolt of lightning and ran off with my fish. Not a big deal, he can have the Bonito, but I would have liked to get back my Butterfly Jig so I handed Mike (Castro) the rod so he could experience a real fight and hopefully get my jig back. after about 20 min the shark was visible, but with one last thrash and a frayed line it took my Butterfly Jig and the Bonito and headed back to his Lair.

So we left the wreck with nothing, we decided to try for some snapper but what we found was the where the water was Blue and the current was Ripping and impossible to get the chum or the bait down to our target, when we found less current we were in Green water, and the fish bite was so off that we could not even get grunts to bite on the bottom with Squid for bait, really, that is unheard of.

Anyway, we finally gave up and ran home empty handed, but as always, we had one last ditch effort to save the trip. I advised Mike of a secret location that I have where the Lobster love to hang out, and though it was now 3:00 AM, we went for it anyway. Mike and Mike suited up and in less than an hour they had managed to pull out 14 nice Lobster, not to mention the 30 or so we released because they were a hair under legal and we did not want to keep anything even close.

I know I have probably said this before, it seems to be a common enough theme, especially when things don't go as planned; but the worst day of fishing is better than the best day of working. In the end we had spent some great hours talking, Ribbing each other as good friends tend to do, and battling the fish and the elements. Fishing is awesome, fishing with friends is priceless, and some of the best stories ever told come from the worst trips.

Till next time Reef Raider fans...

Enjoy the Pics.



OK Mikie here's a Shark, handle it (LOL!!!)


The Shark makes his run


Still Running


"DAMN!"


"WOW! I'm hurting"


"H Town Baby"


"ENTONCE!"


"I got this Mikie"


"Suerte Principal"


Still Running


Turned around and Realin Down


"It's almost over Mikie"


Three of the best people I know


The boys are hurtin


Check out the room and the equipment


The bugs that saved the day


Lobster on ice is always a pretty site


2 comments:

Unknown said...

Tell Mike he went fishing with the wrong best fisherman who has a 29 Sea Vee; the right one has a place at mm 90.

Coach Pardo said...

Best all around Jorge don't get jealous. I will admit when it comes to snapper you and Bob are tops.