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El Feo
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Sunday morning was beautiful with only a slight breeze and according to the tide charts the tide was still coming in so I grabbed a pole and my small tackle pouch, jumped in the Jeep and rolled out to La Pinta. No bait, only a few lures. No one else on the beach when I got there, but the Pangas coming in. Went up to the right from the beach entrance a bit to the old coral reef. I waded out about waist deep to the edge of the old reef, now underwater from the incoming tide. After 20 minutes of casting, with no action, I made the first sacrifice to the sea Gods in the form of a newly acquired Kastmasters silver lure. Hoping that sacrifice would be sufficient to change my fishing fortune, I rigged up a double whammy with two lures. Wandered up the beach a bit and I could see fish breaking water about 100 yards out, so there were fish in the area. Looked like Corvina to me, but who knows? Do Corvina jump? Encouraged by the far distant fish activity I kept it up and waded out almost up to my armpits. After about 15 minutes fish were jumping all around me. I flicked, I cast, I hummed (who know what attracts fish ), I threw up the beach, down the beach, as far out as I could. The water was a bit chilly so after 30 or 40 minutes I started to cramp up and headed in. NO action whatsoever. I maybe could have beaned one of the jumpers with a lure, but nothing. Well not nothing, I think I did develop a repetitive motion disorder from all the casting. Well, as Kennys Dad used to say " Didn't catch anything but the fishing sure was good" :fish: :fish: :fish: