HAD A GREAT TIME THIS WEEK ON THE SIGHTSEEING TOUR WITH PETE AND KAREN!! THOUGHT I WOULD PUT THERE EMAIL THEY SENT ME UP FOR YOU TO SEE!!
"Thank you for your conversation and knowledge of the area. It was fun going deep in the swamp and comforting to know that your well maintained equipment and skill would bring us back to the marina! The stay at the Brickhouse was very nice. Hope to see you again."
HAD A GREAT TIME GUYS, LOOK FORWARD TO DOING IT AGAIN REAL SOON!
CAPTAIN ANDY
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
BILLFISH TEASER FOR ME!!!!!!!!! I NEED A DRINK!!
Just received this email from my friend and great Captain, Tom Boice in Guatemala:
On morning of the fifth day my mate, Victor, remarked how he liked my new shirt. It was made here in Guate. with a nice Guatemala logo and sailfish embroidered on it. I said it’s your’s if you tease in a marlin today. Well that set the stage for the day. Though we were pulling teasers in the spread for sails we did have a nice mackerel ready to pitch on a Penn two speed with 60lb line..…just in case.
Again calm seas and blue water 30+ were the scene and we worked the occasional diving bird patch. Through the day Frank released a couple of sails on the fly and “Finess Les” was able to coax a sail to the boat on the light tackel. The day was nearing it’s end… half an hour and we’ll have to pull em I remarked to Victor. Victor being undaunted, rigged up a fresh teaser, marlin size, with a dorado belly embedded into a Senior Wide Range. I told him he must really want this shirt! As Victor dropped the teaser back an explosion of water erupted on the left long rigger teaser. We screamed MARLIN!!!!!!!!!!! in unison and Victor quickly started to tease him in. I grabbed the mackerel and let it back. Sure enough WHAM! Mr Mackeral is doing his “Jonah” imitation inside the marlin. That didn’t stop the feeding frenzy as the marlin next went after the squid chain teaser. He engulfed at least four of those before turning and heading out. The squid one by one pop, pop, popped back out of his mouth as he ran. Then the bite of circle hook on the mackerel was felt and he skied! He went ballistic and tail danced across the water seeming to be doing 30mph. We could see he was an angry black marlin and weighted about 300-350lbs. Frank got the honors and began his Guatemalan marlin workout routine. That fish was ornery and very reluctant to come near the boat. After an hour of sweating, grunting and enjoying life to it’s fullest, Frank handed the baton off to “Finess Les”, who became a muscle man and took over. After about twenty minutes we were just seeing the leader and then without warning and a swipe of his tail the marlin jumped out of the water and came right at the boat at high velocity. He slammed off the front of the boat like a pinball bouncing off a bumper with flashes of brilliant blues and purples and then dove down to deeper waters. Finally Les prevailed and he tired. Victor got the leader and off he went. High fives and some primal whoops were had. Frank was so psyched that he did a little Danish jig on the deck.
We did arrive a bit late at the marina. Since Semana Santa was in full celebratory mode the restaurant at the end of the dock was packed with folks and even some of the famous lightly clad “Gallo Girls” were shaking some booty. But committed to my offer I took off my shirt and gladly gave it to Victor, who beamed a big toothless smile, and I walked to my car down the dock, past the boats, past the curious crowds…. shirtless and content. There are some good fish stories going to go around in Demark.
Again calm seas and blue water 30+ were the scene and we worked the occasional diving bird patch. Through the day Frank released a couple of sails on the fly and “Finess Les” was able to coax a sail to the boat on the light tackel. The day was nearing it’s end… half an hour and we’ll have to pull em I remarked to Victor. Victor being undaunted, rigged up a fresh teaser, marlin size, with a dorado belly embedded into a Senior Wide Range. I told him he must really want this shirt! As Victor dropped the teaser back an explosion of water erupted on the left long rigger teaser. We screamed MARLIN!!!!!!!!!!! in unison and Victor quickly started to tease him in. I grabbed the mackerel and let it back. Sure enough WHAM! Mr Mackeral is doing his “Jonah” imitation inside the marlin. That didn’t stop the feeding frenzy as the marlin next went after the squid chain teaser. He engulfed at least four of those before turning and heading out. The squid one by one pop, pop, popped back out of his mouth as he ran. Then the bite of circle hook on the mackerel was felt and he skied! He went ballistic and tail danced across the water seeming to be doing 30mph. We could see he was an angry black marlin and weighted about 300-350lbs. Frank got the honors and began his Guatemalan marlin workout routine. That fish was ornery and very reluctant to come near the boat. After an hour of sweating, grunting and enjoying life to it’s fullest, Frank handed the baton off to “Finess Les”, who became a muscle man and took over. After about twenty minutes we were just seeing the leader and then without warning and a swipe of his tail the marlin jumped out of the water and came right at the boat at high velocity. He slammed off the front of the boat like a pinball bouncing off a bumper with flashes of brilliant blues and purples and then dove down to deeper waters. Finally Les prevailed and he tired. Victor got the leader and off he went. High fives and some primal whoops were had. Frank was so psyched that he did a little Danish jig on the deck.
We did arrive a bit late at the marina. Since Semana Santa was in full celebratory mode the restaurant at the end of the dock was packed with folks and even some of the famous lightly clad “Gallo Girls” were shaking some booty. But committed to my offer I took off my shirt and gladly gave it to Victor, who beamed a big toothless smile, and I walked to my car down the dock, past the boats, past the curious crowds…. shirtless and content. There are some good fish stories going to go around in Demark.
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