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 19, 2011

Christmas Island

I saw this article on the New York Times by Chris Santella about fishing for Giant Trevally, or G.T.'s (not Gin and Tonic). What a beast of a fish. Makes me want to go out and buy a 12 weight.

Santella has written some great books about Fly Fishing including one called Fifty Places to Fly Fish Before you Die. Check it out, it's a good read.
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