Northerly winds are starting to prevail and our East Cape fishing season is rapidly coming to a close. The resorts are having fewer departures as it winds down.
Tomorrow we are moving Jen Wren III from Palmas Bay to the Cabo marina to compete in the WON tuna tournament. The odd cow to 300 pounds has been showing at Gorda Banks so it should be an exciting event.
More than 21 years ago I pulled the plug on my Los Angeles based real estate brokerage and move to Buena Vista. It all looked good on paper but the truth be known when it actually came time to kill the golden goose that had provided so well for my family, and start packing personal belongings to move to a foreign country my palms got really sweaty.
Moving to a tropical place where most folks save up all year to visit on their vacation was my dream. Why visit a place you love for just a week or so? Why not live and enjoy that paradise all the time? That was my dream and what I did. I have never looked back. No more freeways, no more stress of the big city. Just look out my front window onto the Sea of Cortez and see a parade of magnificent marine life. One doesn't have to look hard to see roosters busting the shoreline, ospreys hunting, manta rays jumping, whales breeching, the stars shining at night and breath taking sunrises over the Sea of Cortez everyday.
Family and friends all thought I had lost my mind. At that time in 1991 there was only one phone in Buena Vista. The nearest shopping for groceries was 40 miles away on a poorly paved road with pot holes and other obstacles. This was an adventure for me after living in a concrete jungle my whole life. My answer to those that asked what I was going to do down there, was I'm going to try and get bored.
Shortly after our move my wife Jennifer wrote a song for me titled "Help me lord I'm just trying to get bored". She used to play her guitar a lot in those days. In 1997 Michael and Kim Fowlkes were at the VanWormers Palmas de Cortez filming an Inside Sportfishing episode. We had them over for dinner and just by chance Jen got out her guitar and started strumming the song. Michael was taken aback and returned the next afternoon with his camera to record Jen singing the song written for me. Back in his studio he made the TV production "The Sea of Dreams". Other producers told him he was off his rocker opening a fishing show with Jennifer singing "Help me lord" but they were proved wrong when Michael won his first Telly award with the production.
I have always maintained that one has to have little different stroke to go off stream and move to a foreign country. Some of the ex-pats that live here take exception and are offended by my statement. I believe the statement to be true. I'm here.
It was fun going through some of my archived photos this week looking for some with a little different stroke.
I ask myself everyday, what did I do to deserve this?
My granddaughter Maya tells me what she thinks about fishing.
This stroke was not my best form
Cassandra marches to her own beat
My grandson Nicholas stroking his first marlin with help from his brother Jake
Now here is a different stroke
Call me off beat. I'm living where others come to have fun
My good buddy Del Marsh always heard his own tune. He had a way of lighting up everyones life that he met. He has been gone over 3 years now and I miss him everyday.
Chuck Feller holds the record as our oldest angler weighing in at 96 years old. In this photo he is battling his first tuna ever.
Love watching kids learning to stroke
Chuy, you are in trouble! Look behind you.
What can I say?
Kelly spent months practicing her stroke for this trip
Grandfather, grandson bonding. Call me off my rocker, it doesn't get any better!