Capt. Mel Berman – A Passion for Fishing

Captain Mel Berman was my friend and he passed away at the age of 81 this past Friday due to complications from heart surgery. I was fortunate to co-host his show last month and although he looked weak, his spirits were high and we spoke about going trout fishing this month. With his memory, I’m still going on that trip. I’ll reflect on the good times, and catch a few trout for my friend.

Mel was also the friend to thousands who tuned each Saturday morning, to his distinctive voice, as he hosted the number one fishing radio talk show. While other broadcasters such as “Salty Sol” Fleishman did fishing reports, Capt. Mel developed the bay area’s first successful blending of fishing information, special guest and a call-in radio format.

Captain Mel Berman was a fisherman, and excellent broadcaster, but above all; he was a kind man, loving husband, father, and grandfather. Like the rest of our fishing community I’ll miss my friend…greatly.

Here’s a reflection and fond memory of my friend.
We quietly coasted onto a favorite grass flat, just as the sun began to rise. Easing the trolling motor into the water, I said to Mel, “can’t believe, no one else is here.” There is something mystical, yet peaceful about early mornings, a grass flat, and fishing with a good friend.

Turning to Mel I said, “If I catch the first fish, you can’t tell anymore jokes.” He laughed, as he shot a lure toward a grassy pothole. Thinking to myself, the waters like glass, what a perfect day for a topwater lure. Picking up my rod, I checked the leader and knot then zipped the lure toward a shallow oyster bar.

Watching intently, I let the ripples disappear then began an unhurried retrieve. I use a “walk-the-dog” technique that I learned, fishing large mouths, with my dad. This retrieve causes the lure to dart from side to side with each twitch.

Standing quietly on the bow; I said to Mel, “I’ve done this a thousand times and it never gets old.” Even though I’ve used topwater lures for years and know exactly what to expect; I’m never set for the explosive strike and adrenaline rush linked to topwater fishing.

As I finished the sentence it happened. Blowing up on my Top Dog, a gigantic snook struck; no waiting to set the hook on this one. The line instantly tightened, the rod bent double, and my heart pounded, as if running for my life.

The drag screamed, the line cut through the water, and I told Mel, “Big fish.” Quickly composing myself, I knew I could win the battle. I just have to remember what I’ve learned and taught others. All those subconscious things, that race through your mind, when a trophy’s on the line:

1.   When it jumps, keep the rod tip down
2.   Stay in front, using the trolling motor
3.   Don’t reel against the drag
4.   Not too much pressure
5.   Did I lock the car?
6.   Did I leave the lights on?
7.   Did I make the house payment?

As quickly as it started, I began to sense tiredness in my opponent; I was gaining line. What seemed like an hour took only minutes. Mel asked, “do you need a net or can you release it in the water.” Stepping off the bow, I got my first good look at this magnificent snook resting quietly alongside the boat. I told Mel, “No need to lift her, she was tired enough without the added stress.” Still in the water, I gently supported her from underneath, while removing the lure. Mel taught me years ago, to always bend the barbs down on my hooks, so they come out easier.

Gently holding her lip, I stared into those splendid brown eyes as she regained strength. Soon, her muscles tensed, her tail was moving gently back and forth; “she’s almost ready,” I said. Removing my thumb, she made a quick thrust then scooted away… a little tired, but in good shape.

Standing there, Mel and I reflected on my remarkable experience. Looking around and marveling at the nature around us. I said to Mel. “The human race can do miraculous things, but it took someone or something much greater than us to provide all this.”

The fish gods have smiled on us that day. Although I caught the first fish, a wonderful snook, I still enjoyed Mel’s jokes throughout the morning.
Early mornings, time on the water and a good friend makes everything worthwhile.

CAPT. WOODY GORE of “Sport Fishing Unlimited & Outdoor Communications” offers professionally guided fishing charters for individual anglers to large groups interested in fishing Tampa Bay, St. Petersburg, Sarasota, Clearwater, and Tarpon Springs. If you are interested in obtaining more information, arranging a charter or group event please visit his website at WWW.CAPTAINWOODYGORE.COM or call 813-477-3814 Cell or 813-982-2034 Office.