NM Speckled Trout
It’s the smell of rain on the desert scrub, the aroma of wet pine needles and cactus. Hit me with the cool air, as the clouds were spilling over the mountains to the east.
- “Take the long way home” (Supertramp)
Breakfast in America (Remastered) – Supertramp
Elephant Butte, NM — Bubba keeps a boat there, and we wandered up after working in El Paso. We were in T or C by 6:30 AM. On the water before 7:30, under a cloudy, almost sun-less dawn.
The next two, three hours were frenzied flailing with a variety of lures and baits, with nary a nibble. Nothing.
Bubba made a call, turns out fish in New Mexico don’t start feeding until near noon.
“Look for the gulls, where the seagulls are, then use a small minnow under them,” what was related., and I always follow instructions.
There is large, man-made water-break, at the mouth of the marina, and that’s where it started. Bubba caught a fish, a small white bass, then I had a white, then we trolled around the tires, and he got a fighter, black bass, and I identified by its Latin name, which was met with mirth.
All the fish went in the live well, and I was worried with white bass and black bass, in the same well, what would happen?
“You get speckled trout.”
New Mexico Speckled Trout.