I’m not a patient man by nature. Rarely
will I sit in a deer stand longer than three hours. I despise flipping and pitching for bass all
day long hoping for five or so bites. Lack of patienience has inhibited my ability
to throw a fly rod as well as I could, or become a better bow hunter. I have enormous respect for those who can do
these things, and know that my inability to do so surely results on missed
opportunities. I’ve learned though that
to be a good outdoorsman it must remain enjoyable. Call me a simpleton, but I like action.
Being the man of action I am I find spanish mackerel to be
an underrated game fish. Spanish lack
the brutishness of their cousin king mackerel, the beauty of a speckled trout,
and the prestige of the bone fish. They
run in huge schools and some may not find them to enough of a challenge. I’ve even heard people complain about their
meat too, which I find ridiculous.
The key to the fun of catching spanish lies in how its
done. Spanish are often found running
the beaches just offshore. Mexico Beach,
Florida is a great place to find them once the water warms up in the
spring. The fish will cruise just past a
sand bar where the water depth changes chasing bait. Now catching them while trolling with big
rods designed for king fish is admittedly like squirrel hunting with a deer
rifle. However, trolling remains a great way to locate them.
Once the fish are found I like to cut the motor and break
out my flats gear. Usually, this is a
medium-light spinning outfit with a silver spoon attached with a wire
leader. Spanish have razor blades for
teeth that cut straight through mono or braid. Gotcha
plugs and silver rattletraps work as well.
Generally fishing for them this way results in dozens of catches, and on
light gear this is an awful good time. Spanish
are long slender fish built for speed, and bigger ones will take line from the
unprepared angler.
Those who complain about the taste of the fish clearly have
never had it smoked and turned into dip.
I could eat a gallon of the stuff.
Spanish are great fried too, but don’t freeze them too long. Spanish are easy to clean, and really there
is nothing not to like.
I respect and sometimes envy those always forward reaching
folks that go from one challenge to the next, always searching to accomplish something rare. Call me lazy, but I’m just not the sort that’s
going to pass up a good time that’s sitting right in front of me. Spanish are easy to find, easy to catch,
fight hard, and taste great. For those
reasons I will always believe that they are truly a great game fish.
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