Here’s a true big fish story I wrote that takes place on Cerralvo Island when a monster Roosterfish hammered my fly while standing on the western slope of the desert island. This is one of two stories I’ve written about great fish I’ve encountered. Each made me introspective, considering what impact I want to have on the decline of the largest fish, which are important breeders producing the most and largest eggs and sperm.
Read it here (on your phone) or here (on your computer).
I have always loved fishing, starting at age six lake casting with grandpa. He dragged me on ocean charters, starting two years later. When he was too old to fish, I hiked into the Ojai mountains to catch trout for him to eat when he lived with my family. On my tour to choose a university, I spent two weeks on the Klamath River trying to fulfill grandpa’s request that I bring home a salmon. With the salmon, iced in a trashcan, I did a drive-by of the campus, carelessly snapped a few photos to prove to mom I saw the campus. Humboldt had nature and the fishing I dreamed about.
Today, my attention is turned to documenting and observing fish living around local coral reefs. What I learn, I share locally on the Ventana View in my Observing the Reef column, or on my YouTube channel. Observing Baja Coral Reef Fish. I enjoy discussing reef ecology, please share your questions with me, I probably won’t know the answer to many, as I am not an expert, but together we can learn more about the sea.
Would be great to hear from you. Contact: desertplayer@hotmail.com.
William
