With one professional photographer, two travellers, a couple’a Gigante volunteers, and one King Trident-y lookin’ captain……we headed out for a day on the water.
Under a pale, blue sky we jumped on the water taxi just outside of Camino del Gigante, and headed to where Tin Tin, Colorline’s 27-foot Super Panga, was waiting in the bay. The Tin Tin is long, narrow, brilliantly white, and surprisingly free of Pelican shit (a great feat in these parts). When you get on board you have to make sure that the weight is evenly distributed throughout the boat, so the day becomes a bit of a game of musical chairs, which is actually kinda fun. Especially after your fourth Toña in the scorching sun.
To begin our little journey we headed South, trolling our way to San Juan del Sur to drop off the two onward travelers who needed a lift.After that, we made a beeline for what our captain, Rob, explained was called the colorline. Rob pointed out that where we were in that light, tropical turquoise water was not actually where we wanted to be. “What you want is the dark blue water,” he said.
Rob explained that we were just entering Sail Fish season, and the dark blue water was where those big bastards live.
Sail Fish are these giant, prehistoric looking creatures that apparently don’t taste very good so are only fished with the intention of being released.
Now, considering I’m currently a once-or-twice-a-month-pescatarian, just on the brink of becoming a proper vegetarian, I have mixed feelings about fishing in the first place. So when we stopped in this little bay, just north of San Juan, I would have been happy to stay there, swim, and devour perfectly ripe mangos all day.But, obviously that wasn’t part of the plan. However, I was assured that the hooks that are used nowadays for catch and release fishing are virtually pain-free for the fish. Not to mention that deep-sea fishing with just a couple of lines is one of the more sustainable forms of fishing, especially if you let it go.
I was actually surprised to learn that the Sail Fish would be released if we caught it, because Rob was so enthusiastic about catching one. I thought he was just stoked to reel in enough fish flesh to feed the whole village of Gigante Bay. But it turns out the guy’s just really passionate about giant fish. Which is cool. Nature is pretty neat. Respect.
So we trolled around at sea for quite a while, in search of a trophy in the form of a Sail Fish. Rob keeping a close eye on the sonar device on his dash as he steered us in the direction of whatever big schools of prey were on the bottom.In total, we were out on the water for seven hours. Enough time to take a little nap on the front of the boat, and for me to spectacularly sunburn my hips (weird). And although we didn’t end up reeling in a monster, we can’t say we got skunked. We did get a little Tuna, which to my delight, we released. I really don’t think I have to help these guys sell their tours. Blue skies, beautiful coastlines, warm water, the potential to reel in some humongous fish, and a knowledgable captain pretty much guarantees a good time. So if you’re going to be in Nicaragua, book your stay at http://www.gigantebay.com and sign up for your fishin’ charter with King Trident. I mean, Rob.
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