Cabo - Ninja Style 10/05~08/2007
So as many of you know, I went to Cabo San Lucas this past weekend with Mrs. Funjunkie for a long over due honeymoon and a well deserved fishing trip! (We never took our honeymoon when we got married 8 years ago!!)
And so, we set up a trip for Cabo back in April. Per the advice of several travel agents, we stayed a a nice resort hotel in Cabo San Lucas. Perfect for the angler and (Mrs.) non-angler.
So here we are at the airport. As normal people would do, we walked up to the gate only to find the sign by the door read "American Airlines to Albany boarding at 9:50am"....uh...&# 46;our plane is due to fly at 9:55am.
Nope, seems like a last minute change...
Not a good way to start a trip....
We hung out at the airport and waited....and waited...and waited....and then finally "We're boarding AA to Cabo!!" YEAH!!
2 1/2 hours later,
We're here!!
The first evening we had dinner, walked along the beach and went to...uh...sleep..& #46; :wink:
NOW THE ADVENTURE STARTS!!
--DAY ONE-- October 6, 2007
5:30am Wake up call. I'm already awake.
6:00am Mrs. FJ kindly rubs suntan lotion on FJ's hard to reach places.
6:30am Shuttle comes to pick me, my gear and my hopes.
7:00am On the panga "Karena"!
7:05am We load up and head out!
7:10am We pick up bait. You know that saying "big bait, big fish"? I think this is where it came from!! We were using big bait called Cabrillito (?) that looked exactly like Spanish Mackeral!!
7:30am The Capt'n says, rig this to your line and troll it. A small squid jig. I'm thinking, what are we going to catch on this thing? Bonito??? Funny I should ask such a question because that is EXACTLY what we were fishing for!! Evidently big fish like to chew on big bait...so bonito fishing it is!!
7:40am 10 minutes later, like the PRO that we've become fishing for bonitos, we have enough and we head out further.
--FAST FORWARD--
We troll for the whole day and ended up with one bite by a PEANUT (cute term used for very small dorado). Captain asked me twice if I wanted to keep it, but I refused. I can land fish this size at Clemente, why would I want it?!?! So I bounced it on board port side, de-hooked and released starboard side...one smooth move!
Although we skunked on this day, I was greeted by a really nice striped marlin that came port side to the boat...I wish I had a camera attached to my freakin forehead!! It literally looked up at me, I waved and it swam away. Totally and completely a religious experience!!
--DAY ONE OVER--
Score: 0 keep, 1 release short, 1 "higher power" experience
--DAY TWO-- October 07, 2007
REVANGE (RE-VAN-HEY) just like it sounds, REVENGE! The Captn' was pissed about yesterday cause he found out that the fish were biting outside of the coast and in Pacific Ocean territory. So first thing he tells me "We're going to fly out there, make bait and get the big one!" I told him, "Show me what Mexico is made of!! Bring it on baby!!"
7:05am We leave dock.
7:07am We buy bait, but something felt different today. I felt "muy suerte" unlike yesterday. Our bait guy seemed to think so...(Maria de la luz...Maria of the Light. Coincidence? Or is the guy upstairs looking out for me? You tell me....)
7:20am This 19' panga with a 90hp Honda outboard flies!! We're now facing the Pacific blue and all it's glory!
8:30am 3 things happened so quickly, I never had a chance to gather my thoughts...
Here's #1 and #2...
And then #3...
WOOOOOHOOOOO!!! YFT!!! YEAH!!! BABY!!!
For some unknown reason, the Captn' grabs my 25# setup, baits it and casts out. He says "watch, this will land a mucho grande pescado". At this point, anything is possible. We troll around a few minutes when, I feel it. A change in the force...BAM!!!! And just as I went to set the hook, a 30ft Blue Marlin jumps out of the water not 20ft from our boat!!! OH SH-T!!! OH SH-T!! IT'S HEADED STRAIGHT FOR US!!! Into the water it goes, I'm following my line, it jumps out again this time 15 ft from the boat pointing sideways. It shakes its head and POP!! Like as though I had even a prayer to land a Blue Marlin on 25# test!!!! The Captn' pale. FJ pale. We look at each other, pale. HOLY S--T. Did you see that? We would have gotten our ***** handed to us by that BLUE!! The Captn' is now yelling something in Spanish, I didn't understand the majority of it, but I think the sentiment was mutual. "F'n Mother F'r!!"
Again, I don't think I've ever wished so much that I had a freakin' video camera strapped to my head than this moment.
Mucho Grande Pescado my a--!! THAT WAS GRANDISIMO VATO!!
--Fast Forward--
10:30am We've been trolling around for a while now. Nothing happened since we got hit hard and fast by the earlier 3. I'm driving the boat while the Captn' is crouched over cleaning my fish. I spot some birds and slowly move the panga over..."mira! mira! birds!" I say...Captn' looks at me with that look, "....and....wh at's you're point?"
10:45am We're directly below the scoping birds when reel #1 goes off!! ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!!!! (See, I told you so!!) I pump the gas hard to set the hook (I'm still driving) and jump on the reel to start winding. Just as I did that, reel #2 goes off!! Captn' picks that one up and sets the hook hard!! Puts it back in the holder and winds in one of the troll rods and hooks a live bait and casts out. 2 seconds later, BAM!!!
SO, what does this mean. We have 3 freakin' rods loaded, one licensed fisherman, and nothing but revenge and adrenaline pumping through my veins!! I WIND, I WIND SOME MORE!!
#1, I wound in some line, it took some more...15 minutes later...
Then I jump on reel #2, and WIND, WIND, WIND!!
#2 is in the box!
#3 is in the box!
Then quiet.
Captn' just finishes filleting a dodo, and when ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!!!
My Avet JX2 and Kencor Zebra landed this one, I tell ya, that is the bomb ***** setup!! Completely different fight compared to the Seeker American they had on board.
So, now I'm sitting in the chair worn out a little but not completely content yet. I haven't seen the big papa dodo yet. You know the one that kicks yo butt for 20+ minutes?!
I sip on my water, staring at the ocean. I catch a glimpse of something green. My heart races...could it be? One of the live bait troll rods starts to stutter...I call it the "Shutter of Death". It's when the bait is doing whatever it can to get the hell out of there away from whatever is chasing it.
I feel the force...Luke...
it's coming....
here it is...
the moment...
we've been waiting for...
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BAM!! ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!!
I jump on the rod, Captn' yells at me "Un momento, wait amigo!! Freeline, freeline!!" 8 secs later, I feel it take a second bite and "NOW SET THE HOOK!!" "Bass-master here I come!!" I swing hard!! From there I wait about a minute of line just mercilessly peel off the Shimano TLD2. Can you imagine what that feels like? You can't do jack squat while it's running. Just stand there and hope there's enough fresh line on the reel and the drags won't burn out!
And then finally it slows down, one pump at a time I pull and wind, pull and wind...20 minutes later...I see color. I see BIG color. And then it sees me, ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!!! 20 more secs of "ma~n, I just wound this line in...you're gonna take more?" S--T~!!
15 minutes of pull and wind, pull and wind....I've gotten so used to this situation, I pull out a cigarette and light it. It's gonna be a while...
Finally, after all this time, it gives up and BAM!
GAFF!! (What you thought I would let this one go?!?!) Big bull!!
--End of day 2--
Final Count: 6 dorados, 2 YFT and one happy FJ74!!
Here are some pics non-fishing related, enjoy!!
Here's one for you Bob (and your boss!!) LOL!!
This is just funny! Gotta think of better names for products!!
I should have bought this shirt! Kev, you've heard me say this too!!
Something so wrong, yet so funny...
For those that don't remember where they were during the Cabo Loco tour....
What did we do when I wasn't fishing??
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