Gotta Love Barracudas
Greetings from the southern coast of Belize, and the “Geez, why hadn’t I thought of this before?” department… I’ve stumbled...
Greetings from the southern coast of Belize, and the “Geez, why hadn’t I thought of this before?” department…
I’ve stumbled onto a fairly remarkable game of hooking barracudas on green tube flies from the beach, and for the life of me, I can’t figure out why anyone would trade this in for catching little bonefish on the flats. Frankly, I can’t understand why you’d trade this for the guaranteed frustration of chasing permit on the flats. I’m telling you this… I’m not going to do either of those things. I’m going to play with cudas as long as I can.
Why don’t people organize barracuda-specific fly fishing trips? They do pike on the fly trips. But the northern pike is like the cuda’s wimpy country cousin. These things pull. And jump. And attack other fish (flies). This might just be the neatest sight fishing game there is.
I’m working on video of this and might not get something on Fly Talk until I get back. The new twist on the barracuda game is trolling a needlefish fly about 20 yards off the beach. I paddle the kayak… my nine-year-old son is the “tailgunner”… we drag the fly with a 10-weight… pow!
I am officially voting for the barracuda as the most underrated fish in the entire fly fishing world. Your nominations? Anyone have any interesting cuda stories to share?