Yeah, yeah, economic times are tough and believe me, my wallet feels it, but that doesn’t mean all my potential fishing adventures have to be squashed. Well, maybe the ones to Ecuador or New Zealand have to take a backseat for a little while, but the beauty of the proverbial fishing trip lies in the sense of adventure that local backyard spots can fill - getting away without really going away. Strategize and maximize the time and money that you do have. For instance, two weekends ago I drove from Orlando, Florida down to Melbourne Beach, Florida (about an hour and 45 minute ride), rented a hotel on the beach for $70 a night, stayed for three nights, and was back in time for work Monday morning.
It was an all out cast-and-blast assault; smoking Spanish mackerel from the surf, tossing shrimp baits out for hundreds of beach whiting, jumping on a friend’s skiff to toss poppers at endless schools of 15 to 25-pound jack crevelles and finally jigging up false albacore right off Sebastian inlet. And to tie it altogether, I enjoyed the fruits of my labor eating some seriously delicious homemade fish taco dinners topped with pineapple, cilantro and jalapeno puree.
By Monday morning, all previous stresses were gone like the wind. My arms ached from battling fish after fish, my gut was filled to gustatory delight, and I was comfortably tan from basking in the warming Florida sunshine for three days straight. The whole weekend cost me around $300 - easily what I would have spent in one weekend at a downtown Orlando nightclub - yet I was refreshed, relaxed and really digging life. And it was all just a short drive away.
It’s not about how far you go to get away from it all, you just have to get away!