Tough job landing a tarpon
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.