Fishing in Nicaragua
Some time after breakfast, me, my two older brothers and some friends hopped in the Land Cruiser, on our way to El Astillero Bay. We had reserved a boat and hired a driver to take us out Fishing.
After an half-hour of driving on the most uneven and flooded mud roads imaginable, we pulled into a dirt parking lot, surrounded by concrete houses. Cameron — who drove us there — got out of the car and greeted a Nicaraguan man wearing a cowboy hat and cargo pants.
We all pitched in and paid him for the trip, then he motioned to the boat driver, who led us down to the beach. Down at the beach, we saw the bright-turquoise, fiberglass boat, which looked sort of like a giant toy. We loaded our gear into it and fitted on our life jackets.
Now, all we had to wait for was the motor, which they keep elsewhere, in case of theft. After a few moments of waiting, a skinny old man, maybe in his fifties, casually walked up with a hundred and fifty pound motor over his shoulder, that was almost as tall as him.
Next everyone started pushing the boat off the beach, into the water. Since the water still breaks, the driver had to time it perfectly, to make sure he didn’t collide with the one to three-foot waves, which could cause the boat decent damage, so after there is a slight calm, we hopped in and he floored the boat, taking us out past the surf in no time at all.
Then we started fishing. The boat driver pointed out the pelicans and told us that they mean there is fish nearby, so he made sure to follow them around. Then, we unpacked our fishing gear and started casting.
We caught a good amount of fish, but most of them were either inedible, or the boat driver didn’t think they were big enough (The driver himself caught the most fish of anyone, and more than half of the fish that we took home).
After fishing for several hours, we took a break and ate some lunch and then swam for a bit. It still amazes me that no matter how hard we tried, we could reach, or even see the ocean floor. After a while of swimming and some more fishing, we were ready to head back.
We get back after sunset and Dingman, took the fish and filleted and breaded it. And I have to say, it was the very best fish I’ve had in a long time.