Changes

 

I can really get used to this Mexico thing.  Running a boat in San Jose Del Cabo is a far cry from occasional overnighters for squid/lobster/seabass thats happening where I live right now.  Racking up miles flying back and forth on Alaska Airlines to run and take care of a 48′ Viking is back to where I was before my son was born, and a whole lot of fun.  Running a business that thrives on big projects in the wintertime at the same time??.  Not so much.  Then try to fit in family, oh boy.

My professional journey has been interesting to say the least.  From getting my license and almost immediately running 6-pack charters in Southern California, to running yachts up and down the coast, to starting a mobile marine business while running yachts, then adding in some commercial fishing to go with it.  Now back to running a yacht with almost all the other stuff still mixed in.  Writing a few articles here and there, and family.  Don’t get me wrong, family does come first and alway will.

At home there is plenty of squid around, and the seabass migrating back south in the California Bight are biting consistently at some of my favorite zones, but my mind is at the Cape.  Slow trolling big baits shirtless for a blue marlin bite sounds much more appealing than all nighters for the seabass bite while freezing my ass off.  Especially when the markets are flooded and seabass is selling for half what we get per pound come springtime.  Nah, I’ll get on the plane.

It was the trip down that got me.  Better than most (maybe all) of the trips I’ve made in my life to Cabo.  Weather, crew, fishing and a great boat all came together for a dream trip.  Almost three months ago and I’m still losing sleep dreaming about it.  Enemies forever with a kick in the ass off the boat, or friendships forged in lasting good memories are what happen when you spend 14 days with three other guys on a trip together.  Luckily it was the latter.  Well, maybe not so lucky.  I worked hard to put together the perfect crew.  The weather was luck, no doubt.  The fishing, well I just planned around the moon phase like always and it paid off…………like always.

So by the time we arrived in Cabo discussions were already taking place about me being the guy that would run the boat for a while.  Fine with me, its a bitchen rig.  A whole new program with most of the fishing off the stern between those damn goofy aluminum outriggers, but bitchen nonetheless.  The boat raises fish, and once they are hooked, chasing them down is a total blast.  I know, I’m rambling.

The boat schedule is full of fishing with the owners friends and family for the next couple months, then we’ll begin discussing bringing the boat back to So Cal.  Maybe we will go around the corner to the East Cape or possibly across the pond to Puerto Vallarta?  Who knows?  Once back we are definitely going to get back to the tournament circuit and get serious.  Hopefully my crew from taking the boat down will stay on the team, Don and Paul on the boat and we are contenders.  

Meanwhile I’m home before New Years taking care of a few things before flying back down, mostly throwing away Christmas wrapping paper and catching up on business commitments.  Oh, and writing.  My new direction in an old direction sparked my interest in the keyboard yet again.  It has been a while, stay tuned……..