Dorado, a nap, and another Dorado

Most kids are anything but happy when you wake them up before the sun is out. That is unless they know they’re waking up to fish with RedRum. This morning Jack and his little brother, both under the age of twelve greeted me with smiles and excitement. Their dad Bill stopped by our office yesterday to inquire about our charters and decided it was an experience he didn’t want to miss with his boys, and dad. So it ended up being a three generation guy’s trip. This morning they went out with Javier and Manuel on our 32’ RumRunnin and decided to stay inshore so that there would be a lot of action for the kids. Javier took the group out by the lighthouse where the water was a warm 73 degrees. How did the guys do? 12 Sierra strong.

I was surprised to see that everyone in the next group was accounted for upon check-in. Most times when a group of twenty-something’s show up to fish with us they are generally missing one or two...but I guess its only Friday and the weekend is about to unravel. Unfortunately, though they saw quite a few Marlin and Dorado, they weren’t able to convince any to bite. Maybe the guys will have more luck "fishing" tonight ;)

Out on our 28’ ReelRum with Omar and Americo, Ray and Jeffrey took on 2 Dorado and won. They spent their time offshore and it definitely paid off. They even got a nap in, imagine that. Since they don’t plan on eating Dorado sandwiches, omelets and pies for the rest of the week, we packed up most of the fish and are freezing it so that it’s ready for pick-up before they head out to the airport. I only hope that they decide to buy the cooler as I don’t think their wives will appreciate the fishy smell on their clothes if they throw it in the luggage.

And to end this blog I leave a quote for those suffering from anglers’ angst:

“Soon after I embraced the sport of angling I became convinced that I should never be able to enjoy it if I had to rely on the cooperation of the fish." Sparse Grey Hackle

Hasta luego,
Diana
Team RedRum