After an extremely welcome break, we are home from Canaries. We had a fabulous time, lots of sunshine, sea, swimming, excellent tuck and bevvies and in my case, I was able to get in a little angling for a day as well. Nearly an idyllic break.
In the end, the angling was simpler than I could have anticipated, but that it was really basic it made it more interesting. The beach shops selling beach apparel etc, also did a full angling set for 15 which was made up of a 5' telescopic rod, reel with line ready wound, a float and a decent selection box that contained a couple of rubber lures, different sizes of hooks, weights and a couple of swivels. Who needs a fishing tackle shop when you can find that sort of a deal?
Joking aside, the rod at least is very good, I was actually impressed. It is not carbon fibre or anything particularly hi-tech but it is functional and I have a hope it may come in handy the next time I go angling on the local towpath, at least when I am after small fish. And of course the whole set packed into my sports bag for hand luggage when we flew home, so it was all very convenient.
I had been chatting to the chap who operates "Tommy Nutter's" swimming pool bar which is on the Lumas villa complex where we were stopping, who is a very keen fisherman. He has a pic of himself with a huge Blue Tuna in his arms on the wall of the bar which he's caught when deep sea angling. He'd needed the services of a proper fishing tackle shop for that, by definition a sea angling specialist as there is no freshwater angling on Fuerteventura. John had advised me of several locations around nearby Calletta de Fuste (the town we were closest to and also referred to as El Castille) where the angling was reliable. He also said that, even though the town ran to a fishing tackle shop, the best bait to go for was uncooked grey prawns from the supermarket, peeled and divided into small pieces.
And it worked too. John advised me to take a tea towel as there was a good chance of landing a poisonous Puffer fish with disconcerting surprises in its spines, and this was good intelligence as I found a pair of them. The tea towel was more useful than anything I could have got at the fishing tackle shop so as to flatten the spines as I unhooked it. One bit of my plan was dashed as John also told me that in his 10 years on the island he had never caught anything from the shoreline large enough to put on the table, so my barbie plan was dead.
It was huge fun, and a fresh experience for me, never having been angling in the sea before, and I didn't have to visit the fishing tackle shop to get fully tooled up to do it. Great!
20110503
In the end, the angling was simpler than I could have anticipated, but that it was really basic it made it more interesting. The beach shops selling beach apparel etc, also did a full angling set for 15 which was made up of a 5' telescopic rod, reel with line ready wound, a float and a decent selection box that contained a couple of rubber lures, different sizes of hooks, weights and a couple of swivels. Who needs a fishing tackle shop when you can find that sort of a deal?
Joking aside, the rod at least is very good, I was actually impressed. It is not carbon fibre or anything particularly hi-tech but it is functional and I have a hope it may come in handy the next time I go angling on the local towpath, at least when I am after small fish. And of course the whole set packed into my sports bag for hand luggage when we flew home, so it was all very convenient.
I had been chatting to the chap who operates "Tommy Nutter's" swimming pool bar which is on the Lumas villa complex where we were stopping, who is a very keen fisherman. He has a pic of himself with a huge Blue Tuna in his arms on the wall of the bar which he's caught when deep sea angling. He'd needed the services of a proper fishing tackle shop for that, by definition a sea angling specialist as there is no freshwater angling on Fuerteventura. John had advised me of several locations around nearby Calletta de Fuste (the town we were closest to and also referred to as El Castille) where the angling was reliable. He also said that, even though the town ran to a fishing tackle shop, the best bait to go for was uncooked grey prawns from the supermarket, peeled and divided into small pieces.
And it worked too. John advised me to take a tea towel as there was a good chance of landing a poisonous Puffer fish with disconcerting surprises in its spines, and this was good intelligence as I found a pair of them. The tea towel was more useful than anything I could have got at the fishing tackle shop so as to flatten the spines as I unhooked it. One bit of my plan was dashed as John also told me that in his 10 years on the island he had never caught anything from the shoreline large enough to put on the table, so my barbie plan was dead.
It was huge fun, and a fresh experience for me, never having been angling in the sea before, and I didn't have to visit the fishing tackle shop to get fully tooled up to do it. Great!
20110503
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