Fishermen's Fleet Reports

Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world,
The heart has it's beaches, it's homeland and thoughts of it's own.
Wake now, discover that you are the song that the morning brings,
But the heart has it's seasons, it's evenings and songs of it's own.

There comes a redeemer, and he slowly too fades away,
And there follows his wagon behind him that's loaded with clay.
And the seeds that were silent all burst into bloom, and decay,
And night comes so quiet, it's close on the heels of the day.

-Eyes of the World, R.Hunter

WAKE UP! Spring is just around the corner. It's been 85 down here the last couple of days. Yes, I know the wind is more than likely goin' to blow a time or two more, but it's days are numbered, you can feel it. Carnival is just around the corner, next week in fact. As you will remember gentle reader, I am not much of a fan of this murmuring of Mexicans, but it must pass or we will not officially be into the spring. Yellow tail have been a little hit and miss, both from La Paz and from Las Arenas. One day it feels as though they are off and running, and the next day the coop has been fled. Ditto with the pargo lisas. They are starting to osmose into the area of, a few more every day, hinting as to the great gathering in the near future. We also have had some hold over dorado both inshore and on the buoys, one panga got 8 between 12 and 23 pounds the other day, and the increasing frequency of planar water days allows us to learn more and more about what the hell is really out there.
Had a great reminder of how special this place is this week. A couple of newbies were out fishing for 4 days, and each day upon their return I would attempt to question them as to the fishing they had. They would go on and on about the whales, dolphin, sea lions and other denizens of the briny that they had encountered, and then go on to the fishing, which was pretty darned good. I forget, sometimes dulled by exposure, about how special this place is, not just as a fishing destination. They have threatened to return with an assortment of children and grand children, and that my friend is a good thing.
Have Fun,
David