Welcome to The Bonefish Flat

There's a stiff wind in your face as you squint in the sun trying to see what the guide sees. "Bonefish at 12 o'clock about 90 feet, do you see it, mon?" You don't and keep squinting, your hat pulled low to keep the sun out of your eyes. "Bonefish at 11 o'clock 70 feet out. Come on man, do you see it?" As the guide is calmly shifting the skiff into position, this time you spot the fish, "I got, it," you reply.

"OK, Mon, Bonefish 50 feet at 10 o'clock. Cast when you're ready."

Cast when you're ready. And with that you drop your fly, roll out a cast, false cast once, and then...

Welcome to the bonefish flat.

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

Catch Magazine: Bonefish

Whoa. Talk about a salty adventure. The latest and greatest edition of Catch Magazine has a spectacular piece on bonefishing aboard a mother ship, appropriately named, Bonefish.




Catch remains, in my opinion at least, the best e-zine out there. Stunning photography and brief but informative interviews make for a great break from the workday.

The piece on the mothership Bobefish is one of the best yet. If this doesn't make you yearn for the bow of a skiff, themn be sure to check your pulse.

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