I went fishing Saturday with the reigning Oriental Tarpon Tournament winner, Henry Frazer, and we took a beating. It was not a good day for tarpon fishing with winds out of the NE 15-20 but I had chores to do on Sunday, so Saturday was it. After 4 hrs. of getting beat up in the boat, we decided lunch at M&M’s was a better option. Sunday was chore day and wouldn’t you know it, the water was grease flat. I knew some of my buddies were going to catch some tarpon and I felt kinda bummed about it. By the afternoon my chores were done and when I stepped out of the shower from cleaning up, I noticed that I had missed a call from one of the local guides, Capt. Greg Voliva of Four Seasons Guide Service. I called him back and he said he was going to run to the Sound and look for tarpon and asked if I wanted to go. Well my wife was walking the dog and the lasagna for dinner was in the oven….of course I wanted to go. The note sums it up. I stepped onto Greg’s boat at 6pm. and stepped back out onto my dock at 9pm. In between we got hit by two tarpons. We did not get a hook set on the first one. On the second one I heard Greg yell “…there it is” and he headed to the rod on the starboard stern only to stop abruptly. The tarpon was in the air heading toward the stern of the boat. A smart man does not run toward a 100+ pound tarpon, five feet in the air, gills flared, heading straight at him. The tarpon missed the boat and the slight delay made us miss the hook set. Hey, that’s tarpon fishing. Oh yeah, I will be having left over lasagna for lunch today.
Don’t let the big one get away….
Capt. Bobby Brewer