Weell.....I'm back. Did I have a fantastic time? Yes....Tobago is a wonderful place and I'd love to go back! The house was superb, great location, the island beautiful, relatively untouched, the beaches mostly to ourselves, the wildlife abundant...but the fish entirely unco-operative! I'm ashamed to say that I only landed a handful of fish....and all less than 10 inches long!
Soooo....post mortem? Well to be honest, even with all the advice, it's like going anywhere for the first time; without a guide, it takes a while to suss the place out, and the choice is enormous. In fact it was the last 4 days where things started to come together. Grange Beach at Mt Irvine seemed to be the place - there were vast shoals of baitfish along the shore - and I mean hundreds of feet long by 40-50 feet wide, which simply turned the sea black! Large tarpon patrolled the seaward edge of the shoal, and pelicans and terns above, so there was a presence all along the beach. At Dawn and dusk, the shoals moved hard into the shore, and the trick seemed to be to wait until there was a blitz. Basically, whilst the terns picked off fish all the time, there seemed to be a kind of stand-off between the bigger birds and the predatory fish, each waiting for the other to make the first move, but when the stalemate broke, it was suddenly raining birds and then the jacks and tarpon hit....thrilling to watch but often only lasting 20 seconds so you seem to have to be very alert and moving all the time. I tried numerous lures. At Crown Point, several anglers (locals and regular visitors) swore by a small speckled bronze and green shad with red eyes (sold in packs of 6); this is imported from the US by the chap who owns the 'Ocean Experience' store on the right of the fork in the road heading to Pidgeon Point (the Mangrove Shop next door also does a reasonable range of lures). I met the owner at Crown Point several times but he said fishing had been hard and would improve when the rains came in June. Anyhow, back to Grange... This small shad here seemed ineffective...I reasoned quickly that with the billions of bait-fish on offer it simply didn't stand out. Switching to rapala's (j11 & 13) didn't produce any joy, but blue/silver poppers did in terms of follow-ups and takes....which was as close as I came! In the last three days, I had several big takes in each dawn and dusk session, but either failed to connect or lost every fish (the best being a spectacular somersaulting Tarpon!). Frustrating but the most exciting 'not catching a fish' I've had!! A word of warning though...in a real blitz, all the the action seems concentrated in a very small area.....including diving pelicans. Casting a lure into this melee is hazardous for the birds, and despite best efforts, on one occasion a jack hit my lure then dropped it whereupon it was immediately seized by a brown pelican. The front treble snagged the outside of it's bill sack and neck and I had to gingerly coax a very large and unhappy seabird to shore, whereupon it tried to remove my face! Up close, it is possible to fit your entire head into a pelican's mouth and it was like grappling with an enraged pterosaur! Fortunately I was well equipped and managed to carefully subdue the bird and delicatetly remove the barbs with wire cutters and slide the hooks free without further injury....though the pelican did manage to get a degree of revenge on me in the process! It was lucky though, with the hooks having cause very little damage, and though disgruntled it did rejoin it's chums. So, beware and take good cutters!
Fly fishing was hard - it was very windy indeed out on the flats making life for a novice caster like me very difficult, and the tides just didn't fall into place for the times I was able to fish there. I did put in quite a few hours though. Fishing close in against the shore and mangroves at higher water did produce small snappers and grunts, and inquisitive bites from houndfish, but the closest I came was hooking and losing a Permit (which was clearly visible and I almost cried!!!). A small (size 6) pink & white clouser produced all the bites. I think getting the tides right was crucial here and next time, I would devote more specific time to this (family will have to fend for themselves

) and would conentrate on certian areas as there's alot of ground to cover.
Crown point for lure fishing, where I spent alot of the first few evenings, was quiet and the few locals who came caught no more than I did. In fact, it's of some consolation that no-one was catching much anywhere during my stay. Some discussion was that there were in fact too many baitfish around but who knows.
The thing is, that by the time I got to the end of my stay, I was beginning to get the hang of it. Another couple of days would undoubtedly have seen success and I think I was frankly a bit unlucky not to have had a good fish landed in the last few days. Next time, I would be able to get right into it, having explored the flats widely, sussed out the features and access, and knowing what to look for and what to use. So, NEXT time......
