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.

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Florida Python Hunting

Ok, this isn't about bonefishing, but it is about Florida and the Everglades.  If you haven't followed the little snake problem they have down there, this article will get you up to speed.  Apparently people release their pet pythons into the Glades and then the things grow into monster snakes.

People, don't just turn your snake's loose.  In fact, you shouldn't have a snake anyway.  Get a dog or something.
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