Hey DonO,

I'm new here, but impressed by the content and enjoying the banter.
However, your posts about your trip have incensed me, possessed me and
enthralled me!!!  What a trip and what a dialog, drawing all of us into the
boat with you.  I only hope that someday we to can experience the thrill.

Thanks,

Joe

P.S.  Now let's hear the bar stories!!!


----- Original Message -----
From: "Don Ordes" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
To: <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Sent: Sunday, August 18, 2002 2:48 PM
Subject: Re: [VFB] Trip report- part 6b Dorado on the fly!!!


>
> The water had chopped up by now, so I got
> soaked again on the way back from waves breaking over the bow.  But we did
> spot one sail as we were coming in, so maybe the last day?
>
> Part 6b
>
>
> So the next morning we headed for Coronado again to look for roosters and
> that sailfish.  But no roosters again, and no Mr. Sailfish.  Actually, he
> had moved south an was spotted and raised by our trip leaded's boat.  But
no
> take.  We trolled coastline again, trying to raise roosters and taking in
> the sights- reef fishes, sea turtles, rays and sealions.  After a couple
of
> hours, we decided to go out and finish the trip on dorado.
> After a few miles, we caught up with the other pangas, and they were on
> fish, and now so were we.  Jim cast-caught a couple while I was
> experimenting with new flies and not having much success.  And then the
feed
> was off- first no takers, then no fish- like someone blew the halftime
> whistle.  So now it's trolling time again.  Jim trolled the green machine
> and I tried different stuff.  Jim has another hook-up!  Rats!  I'm getting
> trounced here.  OK.  Try for an amigo.  Humpf!  No amigos.  Jim lands the
> fish and we start trolling again.  Instant replay.  Jim is now up 6 to
zip.
> I'm looking bad here.  And he's using my fly design to beat me.  Some
> face-saving, I guess.  One small, but liveable, drawback of these giant
> flies is that they have to be maintained.  That means combing them out
after
> each caught fish or good hit, as they can get tangled up and foul on the
> trailer.  Small price to pay so far.  But by now I'm not loaning Jim my
comb
> anymore, as he doesn't have one.  "Hah!  This will stop you!" I thought.
> So Jim finger-combs the fly, and still very messy, puts it out again and
> catches another fish!!!   Grrrrr!
>
> So I finally put out my 14wt because it has a green machine marlin fly on
> it, and it IS the hot fly today.  We're out there together now, and Jim
gets
> a hard bump- but no hook-up.  Bump again.  OH, no!  Is it going to be 7 to
> 0?  But they go away.  Ok, I have a chance.  Then Chencho calls out
> "Grande!", and points back to the left.  Sure enough, snaking across the
> water 50 yards away was the unmistakable dorsal fin of a bull dorado, and
a
> huge one at that.  But he was headed right for Jim, who was on the left.
> OH, NO!  Jim gets a hard bump, but nothing there.  I breathe, and hold on.
> He does spot mine, and heads for it.  A solid, smashing take and a
jumping,
> reel singing run on the surface that, like I said, would have done any
> sailfish of marlin proud.  Cartwheels, backflips, gainers, twists- were
all
> in his trick-bag.  But none worked for him.  I had initially regretted
using
> the 14wt, as it hauled in that 51 pound dorado last year in Buena Vista in
> less than 20 minutes, so I fugured to haul this 40 pounder in pretty fast.
> Not to be.  This guy gave me a tougher battle than the 51 pounder, with a
> lot more stamina, taking an hour to land.  And ol' Don was workin' hard
too
> in the noonday Baja sun, but ain't it great!!!  So my one fish for the day
> proved to be the bruiser of the trip, as big as any caught.  And what a
> beauty!  A typical brightly lit up bull with flourscent blue dots all over
> him, including his huge fin.  We saluted him, took a photo, and then let
him
> slip back into the blue deep.  A warrior gets to fight another day.  (Jim
> did catch some bruisers on this trip on other days, and we'll have to
check
> out the photos.)  After that, Jim caught one more in the 30 lb class, and
we
> called it a trip and headed back for lunch and Frozen Margaretas.
>
> And that, as they say, is the rest of the story.  Hope ya'll enjoyed.
>
> DonO
>


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