It's a hard life.....

Today it was more of the same, no monsters from the deep but some interesting specimens just the same. More sunshine, more ice cool Corona beer, with a slice of lime. The biggest problem I've had today is avoiding getting the hicups when that ice cool beer hits the back of my throat. Quite painful but, I guess it's one of those things I'll have to put up with for the next  week or so.

Sharrrrrk, call that a shark.

We were late starting today as we had a problem with the fish box pump. Captain John came and fixed it and then we were off to Sanibel Island. We found a spot with 20 ft of water and the fishing began.  I put a Snapper on that I had been planning to eat but decided to feed to the fish instead. Soon after the bait was dropped the bites started coming. I reeled in my line to find my Snapper was  there minus it's body. We decided to go for smaller baits in the hope of catching more shark bait. I had a 20lb wire trace with a strip of Spanish Mackeral which very soon got hit by a shark. The wire trace wasn't up to the job and the Shark bit through it. We upgraded the end tackle and Tim had a nice shark in the boat. More sharks followed.  

     On the way back to the villa Tim was trolling a lure back through the inlet to the canals. He caught a prehistoric looking creature that was hardly bigger than the lure itself. Turned out to be a Lizard Fish.

     A very enjoyable 1/2 days fishing. 

Early one morning, just as the sun was rising and....

I am up and no sign of Tim. It's 07:30 and he isn't out there fishing!!! Perhaps I should go check and see if he's died in his sleep.

Later on  that day............

An Eventfull Day........

Tim Un Wine ding.


We set off a bit late this morning but better prepared than we have been. We thought it might be a good idea to buy some bait instead of relying on our luck and then failing to catch the bait fish that we needed. We bought shrimp and Ladyfish from the local tackle shop and set off. We anchored near a bridge known for some good fishing and tried out luck. The bites came thick and fast, so fast that I took my eyes of one of my rods for a moment and then watched as it dissapeared into the deep. My first thought was to remove my wallet and sun glasses and dive in after it but it dissapeared from view before I was able to.  Lucky really because that would have been a stupid thing to do.

I set up another rod and carried on fishing cursing my bad luck. An hour or so later Tim found himself snagged up and found fishing line tangled around his own. On pulling up that line my lost rod and real were revealed fully in tact.  An amazing stroke of luck.

We caught some nice fish and lost some nice ones. Snapper, Jack Crevalle, Spanish Mackeral, Catfish were the ones in the boat, the others that got away we will never know.

An Eventfull day.

The story so far.

We are now the residents of a posh Villa at Cape Coral. 

We have a boat to die for (if you are a fisherman). Has all the electronic gagetry you can imagine, and still captain Mick got lost just trying to getting out of the canal and, the navigator Tim wasn't much better because he lusting after the fish that were swimming around us and wasn't helping very much.

So far no record breakers but still an amazing experience. Spotted our first Bald Eagle, the Dolphins and the Osprey seem the norm rather than the exception.

some we caught on earlier trips, erm, size isn't important right?

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