“Inspiration comes in many forms. For me it has been my daughter Beniko. Her patience, kindness and intelligence helps me to be a better person. After spending a month with her up in Colorado I came back home to Mexico with a better sense of myself and it certainly paid off.
My first day back in the water down at Boca Paila started off to be a very frustrating experience. I really didn’t hit it right as I completely forgot to check the tide for the best time to fish the place I truly love.
As you may know, the Caribbean Coast of the Yucatan has been experiencing an influx of Sargasso sea weed for the last 6 months. Some days it is really bad and some days very light. Although not a factor when fishing the inner lagoons, it is a relatively big factor when fishing the ocean side beaches and bays. At the Boca Paila cut, it is best to fish around the low tide which allows the outgoing current to push the Sargasso away from the north and south points, as well as the sand bar just in front of the cut.
Unfortunately, I hit it just at high tide and although there really wasn’t much Sargasso fouling me up, it wasn’t the best time. The beach was cooked so I headed out on the sandbar. It was very quiet. So, back to the beach for a beer and some dog time to wait out the tide. Then it all started to happen, the high tide was over and the mouth began to change.
My first shot was at a 20lb snook heading around the north point. I dropped my beer and grabbed the rod. I had several shots before he rushed it but I missed the hookup. Dejected, I started walking back to that lonely beer and then saw a nice Jack riding in just a few feet from the shore.
The buildup of Sargasso along the beach hides a lot of baitfish, which is a good thing. My fly, a white 2/0 clouser hit just to the side of him and he turned to hammer it. I was hooked up but an instant later nothing. At least I had that beer to go back to. Still walking back I noticed more snook coming around the corner. A few more shots but no luck. I started scanning further out and noticed a huge ray over the sand bar but what was next to it really started me up. A 80lb tarpon was moving right to left about 50 yards out.
I was ready with my line coiled in my hand to keep from fouling on the Sargasso and walked out about 20 yards. The tarpon was coming my way and I made one short cast but too short. I picked up and made a beauty about 4 feet in front of him to the inside. He turned and ate it. This is where the Colorado trip didn’t do me any good. What did I do? You guessed it, trout set!!!!!
Ok, so now you get the picture and then I start to think about my daughter and all the patience she showed and revealed to me. So, time to sit down and reflect. After a couple of minutes I see a few of those lovely silver ghosts with that hint of black in the tail. Five 8-10 pound Permit cruising about 10-20 yards off shore. Again, I grab my rod and hit the water. They aren’t interested.
As I am walking back to the beach, out of the corner of my eye I see a big solo Permit about 20 yards out, cruising slowly. Again, I am ready, as I never reel up until I am on the beach. I turn and make one cast about 4 feet in front a little to the left. I am throwing the same all white 2/0 clouser. The permit sees it and BAM, I am on.”