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, May 8, 2012

You Might Have a Flat's Fishing Problem If...

1. You chase your kids around the house wearing a buff.
2. Your four year old thinks every fish he sees is a bonefish.
3. When driving on I-95 near or north of Washington, D.C., you think "If I just drive South, I can be in        Key West in less than 24 hours."
4. Number three happens often.
5. You start stashing money away all over the house to save up to pay for the guide.
6. You start itchin' real bad when the Sunday morning shows are fishing for the big three.
7. Every word out of your wife's mouth seems to be bonefish, tarpon, or permit, as opposed to the usual Charlie Brown wah...wah...wah.
8.You fly cast to imaginary bonefish in your backyard...at 40, 50, and 60 feet.
9. There is no number 9, you were too busy thinking about going bonefishing.
...and number 10...
10. You honeymoon on the Grand Slam flats of Belize!!

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