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.

Monday, September 21, 2009

Scratch that Itch

Sorry that it has been so long since I've updated the bonefish flat. Fishing has been slow in more ways than one. In one way, I haven't been out too much. In another way, the two times I've been out I haven't caught anything.

Anyway, I'm now looking to next year and where my bonefish flat will be. I'm leaning toward the Florida Keys and chasing the remaining fish for my own personal "slam." I've got the permit, the bonefish, and now I need a Tarpon on fly.

It's time to scratch that itch and think about getting a tarpon date for next spring.