As with life, on any fishing trip there are things that go well and things that don’t. This part of the report is going to focus on the stuff that went right.
Sabalito for Dad
Key requirement of the trip was a tarpon, of any size, for my dad. This, guide Nick Denbow accomplished within an hour. He knew of a ditch, formerly a river and potentially a river again after a lot of rain, that had some penned up sabalito (baby tarpon). Dad got his baby tarpon on the first day. Success.
Tarpon in the Lake
Now… the first day my go-pro ran out of battery and my back-up didn’t have a SIM card… nice… so, I have no pics. I got some baby tarpon in one of the lakes with Nick. I was making some pretty good casts and we were getting some responses. I botched a few. I converted others. Nothing big, although bigger fish were around. It was a little unsteady standing up in the jon boat, something that proved much harder for my 75 year old dad.
Nacional Beach Club
Nacional Beach Club is a fine place to stay. AC in the room. Right on the beach. Good food. Evan, the care-taker, made ribs one night that were simply outstanding. Breakfast included. Cheaper than it seems like it should have been.
Nick, a Brit, is a fine guy to share a day fishing with. He’s really knowledgeable about… well… everything. Birds, wildlife, fish… Nick seems perfectly placed in Mahahual. This is just where he should be. He knew where the fish were going to be, even if they wouldn’t eat. I mean… he knew pretty much exactly where we’d find permit. Who can dial up a permit?
Speaking of triggers
I got a trigger. That wasn’t on my radar, but I got a trigger. Fun fish to stalk. Kind of easy to find, if you get the habitat right. Harder to hook, but still… a cool fish. I hooked one more and had two other confirmed eats. Super interesting fish.
Food and Drink
Mahahual was a fine place for food and drink. Montezuma didn’t get his revenge on us (which makes sense, we’re Scandinavian by genetics). I had ice in my drink. I drank water provided by the hotel. I even ate a salad. All those things you might be warned away from. I did them all and I didn’t get sick. The food was tasty and cheap. I had no complaints.
Nick found permit. I found permit. Finding permit is hard. Getting them to eat is harder. Nick had a great saying about permit, “The permit you catch is easy.” That rings true. I didn’t find any easy permit. I did have one circle my fly and then give it a pass. On the day we looked for permit on the flat, in the jon boat no less, we saw at least 5, maybe 8. I got one cast in. On my last day of fishing I saw 4 and had three shots. I didn’t get a follow, but I found them. So, that’s something.
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Tags: Mahahual, Nick Denbow, Sabalito, Tarpon
That’s a lot of “right.” Sounds like the makings of a really memorable trip.
Glad you had a nice trip with your dad.. I’d like to fish with Nick too. Lucky on the tourista issue… I did a similar thing with my dad in the Exumas last May. One day of spinning for him for bones, one day trolling for mahi and one day jigging off the reef. I will cherish that time together. He’s the one that got me into bones He caught a citation bone on a shrimp in 93′ that he mounted!!! Old school meets new school…
They are important trips to take… for sure.
There was a lot that was right.
Enjoy your blog very much – keep it up.
The description of your recent Mexico trip mirrors the one & only for me too ..
Albiet expensive to get there ; I’ll keep the Bahamas as a 1st choice for bone fishing.
I KNOW there is better bonefishing there than I experienced. I do think it was the heat and the sargasam, but… that’s just a slightly educated guess.