The five-minute boat ride from San Pedro to El Pescador lodge was beautiful.
A page in my pocket notebook reads: "I've never seen water as turquoise as
the water in this area. The mix of white sand and weed beds under the water
results in a view that looks very much like the precious stone that adorns
jewelry in my country." Before the trip was over, I would learn just how
precious that turquoise water really is.
El Pescador Lodge
The long dock at El Pescador leads to a white sand beach that extends
to the white-painted two-story lodge. Green shrubbery and coconut palms
blend with a couple of decayed dugout canoes and a blue swimming pool
to add the right color needed to finish off the picture. Seashells, broken bits
of coral and a few coconuts are the only things that interrupt the smooth
lines of the beach. I doubt the beaches of Hawaii are as beautiful.
The atmosphere at El Pescador lodge is one that makes you feel like
you're part of the family. Dining is family style in a large dining room.
A large table on the deck is a meeting place to discuss the day's activities
and plan new strategies for tomorrow. All of the guests seem to gravitate
toward that table. In that friendly atmosphere, it doesn't take more than
a few hours to meet everyone and learn at least a little bit about them.
Saying it has a family atmosphere doesn't mean you'll spend time
waiting on yourself or that the service is somehow lacking. Guests
sitting around the deck table are treated to an attentive waiter who
checks to see if the drinks are fresh at least once every five minutes.
A trained staff headed by a chef who creates mouthwatering dishes
and the best key lime pie I have ever tasted prepares and serves the
food. Every member of the staff is friendly, helpful and courteous.
The floors of the lodge are mahogany. That should give you an idea of
how the rooms are, but it isn't the full story. If you don't plan on running
the air conditioner at night, fight for the bed by the window. There is a
nice breeze that blows all the time along the coast of Belize, but the person
nearest the window gets the most benefit from it while the other bed hovers
near 90 degrees until after midnight. A bonus that will sing you to sleep
is the sound of the waves breaking over the reef a few hundred yards away.

My first day of fishing in Belize was one of frustration. I couldn't see the fish
and sight fishing was the way the guide set it up. I know I mentioned brown
lenses and good polarization, but I'm stressing it again. If the guide (Tomas)
told me to cast 65 feet, I would cast what I thought was 65 feet and over-line
the fish by ten. We didn't have the same visual ruler, and I couldn't see what
was going on until the water churned with fleeing fish.
I did get to watch Kate Fox catch a few nice bonefish that first day. She seemed
to be blessed with willing fish and vision of where they were swimming. The only
classic setup of the day was hers. The small group of bonefish were feeding
toward the boat in about 10 inches of water, her cast didn't scare them, and
one broke off from the pack to pick up her fly. It was a classic for sure.
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