1200 UT Sat, 28 Jan
Despite best efforts, our attempts to catch any fish on the way down to
Cape Verdes, were thwarted by the ferocious intellect of all the fish
involved. In an attempt at positive visualisation, we moved up to the big
lures but were only rewarded by a teeny weeny flying gurnard (actually smaller
that the lure itself), that selflessly threw itself onto the boat in pity.
However, the tides have changed! Upon departing Cabo Verdes our first
line in the water landed a lovely dorade (aka dorado, dolphin fish, mahi mahi)
which fed all aboard for lunch the following day. This bodes well, perhaps
we have passed our rite of passage with the local fauna and are now on an
Just to keep us on our toes, and to remind us that fishing is hunting, and
fish are smart and wiley, we hooked a bigun last night, but it quickly shook
itself loose, along with 200m of test and one of our favourite lures. Fish
Buoyed by the combat of yesterday, Dad and I set the line at dawn again
today. Dawn fishing – always a lovely experience. Just was we were
tucking into cornflakes and watching the sun rise, we heard my favourite sound
in the world – ziiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnggggg!!! Everyone got to their places –
Dad on cons, Michael on gaff, Lulu on the rod, Mum preparing bucket and
gloves. Had a bit of a fight on our hands, stripping line, then taking it
in a little, this fish was clever and was up for a fight. Inch by inch,
foot by foot, it got closer and closer.
Michael got into position and ready to haul it over the side, we saw the
rainbow glint of a dorade, the lighting flash of yellow and cobalt – such a
stunning creature. Today he kindly gave himself to us and we felt very
blessed to have him on board with us. Thank you Mr Dorado. Good work
An hour of filleting later – plenty of fish for the next couple of
days. Sushi lunch mmmmmmmmmm.
Ps Thank you Mikey for your fabulous filleting knife and thank you
Richard for your fishing tip – yellow squid lure = dorade!