Tough job land­ing a tar­pon

Port Douglas & Mossman Gazette - - SPORT - Boris Van Wijk

THE best fish I ever caught was in Nicaragua in Cen­tral Amer­ica.

It was in a tidal river in be­tween Costa Rica and Nicaragua.

It’s a big river, Juan Del Norte.

I met some lo­cals and I told them I wanted to go fish­ing for tar­pon.

They showed me a good spot and said they would take me out that night. They wanted a pack of cia­grettes and a bot­tle of rum.

Tar­pon are known all around the world as a big fish, good fight­ers – they’re the dream of ev­ery fish­er­man.

We trolled some big lures and waited for the first hits. Sud­denly we got one, quite small, prob­a­bly about a me­tre. We caught big­ger ones, about five fish.

I caught one big­ger than me, about 1.85m.

It was quite in­tense when it got on the line.

I let it run a bit, to get tired. The fish jumped quite a bit, they’re tricky to catch.

It’s hard to hook the fish, they have a solid mouth al­most like con­crete, and then land­ing it as well – it jumps re­ally high, and then head shakes like the fa­mous bar­ra­mundi . . . it goes crazy.

It took about an hour to get it to the boat.

I was tired and sore, and needed a drink of that rum.

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