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JUST SAY IT!

JUST SAY IT!

Originally Published the Week of April 1, 2025 in Western Outdoor Publications

I honestly wish I was better.

After 30 years in Mexico, one would think that I would be fluent in Spanish.  But, I’m ashamedly not even close.

I get along OK.  I know “working Spanish” and enough slang and bad words to get by.  Barely. 

I had 4 years of high school Spanish and 2 years of college Spanish, and you would think I’d be better.  How the heck did I ever pass those classes and still sound as bad as I do?

But I admit, I’m bluffing most of the time.  What’s the saying, “Fake it until you make it?”  Well, after 3 decades, I’m kinda giving up hope. 

I continually and consciously try to improve by adding vocabulary words and phrases as often as I can. However, my advances in the Spanish language move forward like a creeping iceberg.

But, I do my best. 

My problem is actually my formal education in Spanish.  The Spanish we were taught in school is Castilian Spanish.  It’s the very formal Spanish that came from Europe. 

So, it provides a rudimentary structure for communicating, but because of it, my brain still says that I must adhere to certain rules of grammar.

In my brain, I’m still conjugating verbs and thinking about masculine and feminine nouns and sentence structure.  I’m overthinking it.

It slows me down.  It causes me to stumble. It causes me to be cautious when I speak.  I want to do it so correctly, that I sometimes just shut up. 

Or I screw it up anyway.

And using Castilian Spanish in many places in Mexico and especially the frontera (frontier) like Baja is akin to a Shakespearan-trained student from Oxford conversing with someone from deep Mississippi.  (Nothing against the South…Our U.S. home is in the South.  We love ya’ll!)

There’s a basis of communication, but there are some gaps and holes in the conversation!

So, I bluff.  I nod a lot and say things like “Si.” Or “Correcto.” Or simple phrases like “Tienes razon.”  (You’re right!)

Eventually and thankfully, I’ve developed an ear and usually I finally get the meaning across and under what’s being said.

Hopefully, no worse for wear and tear.  And we go on our way smiling.

I run into so many visitors down here like me.

It’s not like Spanish is truly “foreign” per se.  The language and culture are not strange to the American ear, psyche or way of life.

We drink the beer.  We crave the food.

Either ourselves, family or out best neighbors and co-workers have roots south of the border. We celebrate Cinco de Mayo and don’t know why. 

The language and culture are inescapable in the U.S.

The point is, Americans know a lot more Spanish than we think.  If not from somewhere along the formal education process, then certainly just living and existing exposes us to so much.

But, like me, I hear folks tell me, they’re afraid of trying out their Spanish when they come south.  Afraid of saying something wrong.  Nervous about screwing up.

It makes me grin, but I have all the admiration in the world for folks who give it a try.  The locals are very patient and, especially in the tourist areas, at least speak a modicum of “Span-glish.”

They appreciate the attempt.

Even when I hear folks do their best by simply adding “El” in front of every word.  And they add “O” at the end.

I hear things like “Where-O is-O el hotel-O?”

Good for them. At least they are trying!

My wife Jill is a perfect example. 

She understands Spanish better than myself. I think I speak better Spanish.

But, I honestly cringe sometimes when she speaks.  The grammar is wrong.  Her pronunciation is wrong. 

But, darnit.  She rocks.  Like everything she does.  She is fearless.  She just charges in there and starts talking.  Jumps right in with both feet into conversation.

No point in trying to correct her.  If it’s not broke, don’t fix it!

And she’ll go on and on and she gets her point across. 

Bravo!

She thinks about what she says, not particularly how to say it. 

I spend too much time thinking about how to say things.  Too much precision!

 She just says it and shoots her Spanish out there and enough of it sticks that the conversation moves along quite well.

I need to be more like that. More like her.

I think more visitors should be like that.  Just say it and see what sticks!  Have some fun. 

It’s not like you’re negotiating business deals or talking about international free trade agreements.

You’re on vacation.  You’re ordering tacos and a margarita.  You’re looking for a taxi or the ice machine or asking your captain how many kids he has.

Share the language.  Share the smiles! 

That’s my story!

Jonathan

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Jonathan Roldan has been writing the Baja Column in Western Outdoor News since 2004.  Along with his wife and fishing buddy, Jilly, they own and run the Tailhunter International Fishing Fleet in La Paz, Baja, Mexico  www.tailhunter-international.com.  They also run their Tailhunter Restaurant Bar on the famous La Paz malecon waterfront.  If you’d like to contact him directly, his e-mail is: jonathan@tailhunter.com

Or drop by the restaurant to say hi.  It’s right on the La Paz waterfront!

_____________ 

 
Jonathan Roldan’s
Tailhunter International

Website: 
 

Mexico Office: Tailhunter International, 755 Paseo Obregon, La Paz, Baja Sur, Mexico

U.S. Mailing Address:  Tailhunter International, 8030 La Mesa Blvd. #178, La Mesa CA  91942
 

Phones: 
from USA : 626-638-3383
from Mexico: 044-612-14-17863
.

Tailhunter Weekly Fishing Report:  http://fishreport.jonathanroldan.com/

Tailhunter YouTube Video Channel:

“When your life finally flashes before your eyes, you will have only moments to regret all the things in life you never had the courage to try.”

 

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SPRING BREAK DESTINATIONS

Like the commercial says…”Find your beach!”

SPRING BREAK DESTINATIONS

Originally published the week of Mar. 20, 2025 in Western Outdoor Publications

It’s officially on.

Although Easter and Easter Week/ Holy Week are still about a month away at the latter part of April, there’s no question that spring break is well underway in Mexico.

In Cabo San Lucas, almost 60,000 visitors arrived in a single week.  Almost 20,000 showed up during the weekend.  These numbers exceed previous expectations.

When all is said and done, it could break records.

Not surprisingly, Cabo was recently shown to be only behind Cancun as the most popular vacation destination in Mexico.

Bottom line is that if you haven’t already made reservations to travel in the next several weeks, you might be hard-pressed to find your spot on the beach.

What many folks don’t realize is that the traditional spring break/ Easter break time are the busiest travel times in Mexico.  They are busier than Christmas.  They are busier than Thanksgiving.

This is because you not only have foreign visitors from the U.S. and other countries flocking to Mexico.  You also have more Mexican nationals travelling as well.

Locals leave the country to visit friends and family or take vacations.  Likewise, many Mexicans return to Mexico to visit.  Add to that, many Mexicans travel to popular beach destinations for vacation such as Cabo, Cancun, Puerto Vallarta, etc.

It’s much like Americans flock to American beaches…or Disneyland.

Many Mexican locals take long periods off from work.

It makes for some crazy travel times.

Normally tranquil empty beaches become packed with visitors.  Hotels have been booked for months.  Rates are higher.

Airline seats can be equally expensive and hard to find.

The biggest change is that the extent of the spring break period has grown.

Traditionally, it could be expected that the week before Easter (Holy Week) and the week after Easter were the busy times.

That’s no longer the case.

Those periods were generally centered around school vacation times. Folks travel when they can get off work, but also when the kids aren’t in school.

But things have changed.

School districts have quarter systems and tri-mester systems. Vacation for students and families in Texas are different than those in Ohio.   California vacations are different from those in Washington, Indiana or other states.

Vacations often have nothing to do with the dates that Easter traditionally hits the calendar.

So, folks take vacations when they take vacations.  Destinations like Cabo, Cozumel, Acapulco and other popular spots certainly  welcome the business and have to be ready for the heavy influx.

Prospective travelers need to plan well in advance.  People are on the move.

What Mexican businesses are seeing is that increased travel trends really started about mid-March and appear to go through almost mid-May.  That’s a 6-7 week span of heavy travel.

So, if you’re planning to heading to Mexico, jump on it or be ready to be flexible on your travel plans.  Or forget it and start planning for summer!

That’s my story!

Jonathan

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Jonathan Roldan has been writing the Baja Column in Western Outdoor News since 2004.  Along with his wife and fishing buddy, Jilly, they own and run the Tailhunter International Fishing Fleet in La Paz, Baja, Mexico  http://www.tailhunter.com .  They also run their Tailhunter Restaurant Bar on the famous La Paz malecon waterfront.  If you’d like to contact him directly, his e-mail is: jonathan@tailhunter.com

Or drop by the restaurant to say hi.  It’s right on the La Paz waterfront!

_____________ 

 

Jonathan Roldan’s
Tailhunter International


Website: 

Mexico Office: Tailhunter International, 755 Paseo Obregon, La Paz, Baja Sur, Mexico

U.S. Mailing Address:  Tailhunter International, 8030 La Mesa Blvd. #178, La Mesa CA  91942
 

Phones: 
from USA : 626-638-3383
from Mexico: 044-612-14-17863
.

Tailhunter Weekly Fishing Report:  http://fishreport.jonathanroldan.com/

Tailhunter YouTube Video Channel:

“When your life finally flashes before your eyes, you will have only moments to regret all the things in life you never had the courage to try.”

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THE BREAKFAST CLUB – MEXICAN STYLE

THE BREAKFAST CLUB – MEXICO STYLE

Originally Published the Week of Feb. 20, 2025 in Western Outdoor Publications

It’s early morning in La Paz and still dark. The sun isn’t up, but the horizon has a small smear of orange light to the east.  The sky is fading from black to purple .

East.  That’s where we’re heading. Southeast to be exact.

There’s 9, 10, a dozen white passenger vans linearly scattered along the desert highway over several dozen miles.  In the dark Baja emptiness each van is marked only because of a pair of headlights piercing the void.

It’s a convoy.  A caravan of sorts.  Every morning during the fishing season for decades the dawn caravan winds it’s way for an hour from La Paz city down over hills to the beach. 

Each van packed with eager fishermen.  Each van’s rooftop rack stacked with ice chests and bundled fishing rods.

The vans belong to the various fishing outfitters like our Tailhunter Sportfishing and other La Paz fleets and this is how each day starts.

We gather fishermen at their various hotels and load them up…in some cases we have to wake/shake them up.  Friends jostle buddies who move too slowly or are trying to shake off the tequila effects from the night before.

Everyone wants to get going.  Everyone wants to get onto the fishing grounds as quickly as possible.  Fishermen can get grumpy over tardiness.

What?  Joe hasn’t woken up yet?  He came home from the bar at 2 a.m? 

Marty is still in the shower?  You’re kidding!

C’mon, Man! Go back up to your room and get your hat and sunglasses!

I forgot my fishing license!

Who has the kids?

They don’t suffer slackers and we hustle as quickly as we can.  We get them settled in the vans.  We can only move as fast as the slowest fisherman.

It’s a ritual.  A fishing tradition every morning.

And off we go.  Van-after-van.

We have 3 vans in the mix today.  I think there are 9 this morning between ours and some other fleets. We are all headed towards a spot called Punta Arenas about an about 60 minutes from La Paz.

In the dark of the Baja desert, it seems a lot longer.

It’s where we launch our boats from the remote beach there.  Our respective captains and their pangas are all waiting in the dark at water’s edge. 

The last half mile is through old arroyos and gritty sandy roads that ultimately are not much more than scraped washboards. 

But, after an hour drive, the sun is now just poking above the horizon and throwing long morning shadows and brilliant rays that cause van drivers to don sunglasses and pull down their visors.

But, once we hit the beach, it’s a bit of controlled madness.

Eager fishermen literally tumble out’ve each van.  Some are still munching breakfast burritos or swallowing the last bit of tepid coffee from a styrofoam cup.

Captains mill about.  Ice chests laden with ice, beer and food are lowered from the van’s roof racks as well as bundles of rods and tackle bags and boxes.

Fishermen are matched up with their captains and the loaded boats are quickly pushed into the surf. Outboards fire up.

High fives, playful smack talk and hoots and everyone is now racing off to the fishing grounds. Today, they head east directly into the sun towards Cerralvo Island.

Word is there’s a jag of tuna and sizeable dorado off the island and everyone is pumped. It’s a raucous world of hectic madness.

…and suddenly just like that, the beach is empty.

…and quiet.

We can see pangas in the distance zooming away, but now the beach has dozens of empty pickup trucks left in the sand by the captains.  There’s a few stray friends here and there on the beach as well as the occasional curios beach dog.

And then there’s about a dozen of us van drivers huddled around our vans.

Everybody OK?  Everyone good?  Todo bien?

And then the smiles break out!

Andale! Most of us work for competing fleets, but ultimately, we all know each other. We’re all friends.  Been driving for years.  Many are related by blood or marriage.

Jorge is Esteban’s brother who is Marcello’s cousin married to Anna’s husband whose kids go to school with Antonio’s kids and are neighbors of Alredo.  You get the idea.

Everyone’s gone and suddenly, we are grown little boys scurrying around now that the parents are gone!  Checking mischieviously if anyone is watching!

Boxes, bags and extra ice chests emerge from the vans.  A hurried circle of gets formed in the sand.

Ice chests become makeshift chairs and tables.  Grins and laughs.  It’s our guilty little secret on the beach!

A meeting of the BREAKFAST CLUB has convened!

While we send the clients out with box and bag lunches of burritos and ham sandwiches, apples and juice boxes, we wait until they have all left the beach.

It’s time!

Lorenzo pulls out pork carnitas grilled with chiles.

Marcello has a whole deep fried snapper and a Tupperware of his wife’s rice.  He’s squeezing fresh lime on it

Juanito reached into his ice chest and produces mini beef ribs covered in a green salsa.

Carlos stopped along the way this morning and has a kilo of warm flour tortillas wrapped in foil and has a pot of shredded beef machaca with scrambled eggs. Cousin Chuy passes around a tray of grilled marlin burritos.

Someone else has homemade beans and chorizo sausage.

I ladle a nice helping of yellowtail ceviche onto my paper plate and give it a healthy squirt of siracha sauce. 

Everyone is laughing and telling food stories.  Everyone has a story about the fishermen in their van.  Some fisherman in the back of the van was farting and driving everyone crazy.  Another guy was already mixing margaritas in a thermos at 5 a.m. 

Julio stands up while eating and is telling jokes while Homero is singing.

This is our breakfast club.  On the beach. Our beach!

A crazy fun buffet as the sun comes up and all the fishermen are gone.  A guilty sunrise pleasure among friends.

We eat and laugh. Lots of horseplay and smack talk as guys will do.

When the food is all gone, some guys walk it off along the empty beach. Others  drift off to their respective vans to find some shade to take long naps with happy tummies.

Life is good.  We wait for the fishermen to come back.

That’s my story!

Jonathan

Jonathan Roldan’s
Tailhunter Sportfishing

www.tailhunter.com

Mexico Office: 
Tailhunter Sportfishing 
755 Paseo Obregon, La Paz, Baja Sur, Mexico

U.S. Mailing Address:  Tailhunter Sportfishing
8030 La Mesa Blvd. #178 La Mesa CA  91942
 

Phones: 
from USA : 626-638-3383
from Mexico: 044-612-14-17863

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WHY DO WE HAVE TO FISH SO EARLY?

WHY DO WE HAVE TO FISH SO EARLY?

Originally Published the Week of Feb. 8, 2025 in Western Outdoor Publications

We run a fishing operation in La Paz and over 30 years, we get all kinds of folks who want to go fishing. 

This usually doesn’t happen with veteran fishermen.

But, it happens more frequently with first-timers or don’t have much experience.  We get families.  We get folks who tell me, “We want to give it a try.”  Or, “We’re in town and we thought we want to go fishing just one day!”

We love them all! Experience not necessary!

So, we set them up.  Everything is ready.   We got the boat, the gear, the breakfast, lunches, ice and other essentials are ready to go. 

Let’s go find some fish!

My captain is ready.  We’re ready.  The clients are excited.

Then, I tell them, “We will pick you up at 4:30 a.m.  Don’t be late!”

Silence…and an awkward pause.

Then, I hear the usual comments and questions:

  • “What do you mean 4:30 a.m. You mean IN THE MORNING?”
  • “It’s still dark. You can’t be serious!”
  • “Why so early?”
  • “Do the fish bite that early?”
  • “Can’t we go later or at least after the sun is up?”
  • “What if the captain goes to get the bait then comes back later to get us?”
  • “My kids don’t even get up at home before 7 a.m.!”
  • “My wife/girlfriend/ kids’ won’t go for that!”
  • “If it’s 4:30 a.m., that means we have to get up even earlier to get ready.
  • I need at least an hour to shower and get ready!”

I don’t let them see me roll my eyes.  But, I go through my usual explanation about needing to:

  • Get bait
  • Get going before the tide or wind comes up
  • Get to the fishing grounds before it gets crowded
  • Because the fish have been biting early
  • Get going because others are also ready to go and they aren’t going to wait or be happy about being held up from fishing

 

Those are the pragmatic and practical reasons that I use to get folks moving so early. 

C’mon! Let’s move! Move! Move!

Get ‘em loaded on our boats headed out and rolling to the fishing grounds.

But, if they’re not real fishermen or don’t have much fishing or outdoor experience, it would be pointless and time-consuming to give them the real intangible reasons for getting up early.

I grew up on the water.

Fishing and being outdoors is something I’ve done all my life.  It’s one of the greatest blessings of my life.  Almost everything in my life can be traced in some way, shape or form connected to my life on or near the water.

Maybe you’re one of those who understand.

How do I explain what it feels like in the morning heading out on a boat.

It’s still dark.  Maybe there’s a sliver of orange light on the horizon turning the distant clouds and sky a deep purple.

The moon is on the other end of the sky and fading.

The wind hits you in the face with the taste of salt.  It is cool and bracing.  

It contrasts with the humid morning air.  The boat deck rocks and bounces gently as it skims over the gentle sea.

You’re headed to the fishing grounds!

As many times as you’ve done this, each time feels new.  Each time is a fresh adventure.  It’s an experience that many people will never have.  You feel blessed.

If you’re young the anxiety and excitement wakens every sense. You feel it.  You smell it.  You taste it.  It’s a grand day full of expectation.

Or maybe you’re older, you might be thinking of all the other times, experiences, memories and friends that have been part of your journeys.  In some existential manner, they all travel with you and crowd the hard drive in your mind vying for room in little flashes .

They still travel with you. 

Especially the memories of friends and families. Especially those who have passed on.  Kodak moments forever.

And you wonder how many more trips you have as well.  No matter who many times you’ve done it, each time is a little different.  An original unlike any others.

You look around you.  At your compadres or friends or kids.  How can you not smile? 

The sun is now a giant orange globe exploding from the surface of the ocean. 

You look around and try to take it all in.  The sea…the land…the beach…the boat…the beer in the ice chest…absorbing as much as you can to lock it into priceless memory that you want to hold onto.

In many cases, you’re not even thinking about fishing.  Catching fish is not that critical. 

Or maybe you ARE thinking about fishing and you can’t wait.  The boat is simply too slow this morning!

But, you’ll get there when you get there.

The early mornings are hard to explain to someone who doesn’t already have it in their DNA. 

It’s about a morning filled with the promise of something grand.  It’s something bigger than you.  There are no words.  There are only inexplicable moments.

All that I can lamely explain to some folks is that, “We get up early so we can catch fish!”

It’s not really a fib.  It’s true.  But, it’s hardly the whole story.

Honestly, sometimes it’s a dealbreaker. 

“Nah, that’s too early. Let’s cancel.  I’d rather stay in bed and not miss breakfast.  I”ll  hang on the beach all day or go into town.”

I’m disappointed. 

They’ll miss something so much larger than breakfast.  Something timeless.

That’s my story!

Jonathan

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Jonathan Roldan has been writing the Baja Column in Western Outdoor News since 2004.  Along with his wife and fishing buddy, Jilly, they own and run the Tailhunter International Fishing Fleet in La Paz, Baja, Mexico  www.tailhunter.com.

They also run their Tailhunter Restaurant Bar on the famous La Paz malecon waterfront.  If you’d like to contact him directly, his e-mail is: jonathan@tailhunter.com

Or drop by the restaurant to say hi.  It’s right on the La Paz waterfront!

_____________ 

Jonathan Roldan’s

Tailhunter International

Website: 

www.tailhunter-international.com

Mexico Office: Tailhunter International, 755 Paseo Obregon, La Paz, Baja Sur, Mexico

U.S. Mailing Address:  Tailhunter International, 8030 La Mesa Blvd. #178, La Mesa CA  91942

Phones: 

from USA : 626-638-3383

from Mexico: 044-612-14-17863

.

Tailhunter Weekly Fishing Report:  http://fishreport.jonathanroldan.com/

Tailhunter YouTube Video Channel:

https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCBLvdHL_p4-OAu3HfiVzW0g

“When your life finally flashes before your eyes, you will have only moments to regret all the things in life you never had the courage to try.”

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DOUBLE-DOG-DARE OF STUPIDITY

Strong…powerful…fast and unpredictable!  And they have a pointy-thing in front!

DOUBLE-DOG-DARE of STUPIDITY

Originally Published the Week of Jan. 20th in Western Outdoor Publications

In more than 30 years of guiding and chartering folks down here in Baja and other places in the country and world, I gotta say that I’ve seen some folks do some pretty stupid things.

No other way around it.

Sometimes smart intelligent folks just leave their brains home when they go on vacation.

Sometimes, it’s the alcohol…”We just stopped in for one shot of tequila.”

Sometimes, folks just forget they’re not 18 anymore…”Hold my beer for a second.  I used to do this with my eyes closed.”

Sometimes, it’s just dumb-bass pride…”I don’t want our kids to think their dad’s a weenie!”

Sometimes, we think we’re so clever and sneaky…”Well,  I’ll go if all your guys go and no one ever says anything…”

Yea…it happens.  It happens a lot.

And I’m as guilty as the next person.

Except I wasn’t on vacation.  I was working.

Some 30 years ago, I was working as a guide and deckhand in Loreto.  It’s about 5 hours north of where we live now in La Paz.

Just a beautiful place and the town.   Back then it was just a smidgen larger than a pueblo.

Very laid back.  Not so touristy.  Cows and stray dogs could still be found walking downtown…if you could call it that.

We were out working the channel on a small cruiser near Isla Carmen.  Maybe a mile off the beach.

We were having a great time.

It was one of those days when the sailfish were going crazy and every lure or bait tossed in the water got hit.  The two fishing clients were having the time of their lives.

To their credit, they were releasing all their fish.

About the 4th sailfish someone got the brilliant idea to realease the fish by jumping off the boat and into the water.

Of course, we had purely magnanimous good-intentions.

It’s always better never to bring a hooked fish into the boat, especially large fish like a billfish.

It’s not just for safety.   Hoisting fish out’ve the water;  holding them for photos before releasing them seems like the sporting thing to do.

However, it potentially damages their internal organs because they no longer have water pressure holding supporting their bodies.  Gravity starts ripping up their insides.

It  actually defeats the whole purpose of releasing a fish to live and swim healthy another day.

Our two older anglers were busy fishing.   Being older, there was no way they were going to climb into the water.  However, to myself and the other deckhand this sounded like great fun!

Here we go…”Hold my beer…”

Slipping into that warm blue water of the Sea of Cortez is always a treat.  Waters were calm that day and visibility was excellent.  You could see down perhaps 30-40’ below the boat.

Let’s do this!

The guys would hook and fight a fish.  We were careful not to get tangled in the lines or get in the way of fighting zooming fish.  It was pretty exciting to be in the water.

Eventually, the fish would tire and get brought next to the boat.

We would gently hold the fish with gloves and remove the hook.  These sailfish were all sturdy powerful 80-100 pound fish.  But after battling, they were actually rather subdued, docile and seemingly exhausted.

Then, we got the even “more brilliant” idea!

In order to revie a tired fish, it’s customary to move them back and forth through the water to help oxygenate their gills which helps to “revive them.”

So that motion evolved into “Let’s hold their tails as long as we can as they swam away!”

So, we would grab a hold of each sailfish by the tail.

…and hold on!

They would leisurely swim down into the depths dragging a knuckleheaded deckhand with them.   We would hang on as long as we could hold our breaths, maybe 20-30 feet down then kick hard back to the surface.

By then the fishermen would probably have another sailfish hooked up!

But wow!  What a cool experience.

Not many folks could claim to have ridden a sailfish!  Oh the stories we would tell!

By the time I had ridden 3, my buddy had ridden two and we were like two giddy kids in the water!

I think we were on our 7th or 8th fish and a big one got brought alongside the boat.

Normally, my buddy would hold the tail.  I would hold the head and remove the hook as gently as possible. We had done a few fish by this time.

We were getting kinda cocky.

Releasing fish was a no-brainer.  We were anxious to take our rides!

So, this big fella in my hands suddenly decided to go ballistic next to the boat!   He wasn’t done yet!

And make no mistake, these are powerful apex predator fish built for speed. Sailfish have been know to hit 40-50 mph or more in the water.

This big guy suddenly and unexpectedly thrashed wildly.  I let go of it’s head and bill in the massive whitewater of bubbles and foam.

When I opened my eyes…

…the tip of the sailfish bill was about 3 inches from my right eye!

If that fish even twitched a flick of it’s tail, I would not be writing this story now.   I would’ve had my skull impaled on the end of a sailfish with a whole different story to tell.

Except I wouldn’t be the one telling it.

I like to think that the sailfish was just exercising a little forebearing restraint to the guys that were releasing it.

For whatever reason, I remain grateful.  And terrified.

In our idiotic glee we had forgotten that these were wild animals.  Not Disneyland rides.

Nature gave me a quick wake-up call…a masterclass in stupidity.

Eleven sailfish that day.

I jumped back in the boat and stayed there. I think we had caught enough fish for the day.  Let’s get back to the marina.

That’s my story!

Jonathan

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Jonathan Roldan has been writing the Baja Column in Western Outdoor News since 2004.  Along with his wife and fishing buddy, Jilly, they own and run the Tailhunter International Fishing Fleet in La Paz, Baja, Mexico  www.tailhunter.com.

They also run their Tailhunter Restaurant Bar on the famous La Paz malecon waterfront.  If you’d like to contact him directly, his e-mail is: jonathan@tailhunter.com

Or drop by the restaurant to say hi.  It’s right on the La Paz waterfront!

_____________
Jonathan Roldan’s

Tailhunter Sportfishing

Website:

Mexico Office: Tailhunter International, 755 Paseo Obregon, La Paz, Baja Sur, Mexico

U.S. Mailing Address:  Tailhunter International, 8030 La Mesa Blvd. #178, La Mesa CA  91942

Phones:
from USA : 626-638-3383
from Mexico: 044-612-14-17863
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Tailhunter Weekly Fishing Report:  http://fishreport.jonathanroldan.com/
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