Hooked a chunk of beef as bait on the other end of the flexible Baracasha wood fishing rod, since this was no ordinary fish, but the deadly piranha we were hunting.
Within seconds of lowering the line, there was a tug, but the rod came back up with just the bait missing.
Hooked another chunk of beef. Same result.
Repeated this more than 20 times.
This was not just a deadly, but a really smart piranha.
Began wondering if the activity is piranha fishing or piranha feeding!
Just when the boatman said it’s our last 5 minutes, there was a tug again, but this time, the tug didn’t disappear as quickly as it did the last 20 times.
This one was a religious repeated tug. This was man vs beast now.
Reeled the line quickly back in to find one of the deadliest of all piranhas, the red bellied piranha, with teeth so razor sharp that the Yagua cheiftain used one on these to sharpen his arrows.
Once we got back, there on my lunch platter was the piranha that troubled me all morning, lying harmless and delicious. A true catch of the day.
