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.

Thursday, April 26, 2012

Relax, It's Friday

It's been a long two weeks and I'm tired.  In the last five days I've gone to Oregon and back and Dallas and back and I'm ready for the weekend.  Looks like more work in store, but I'm taking solace in the fact that the boys in Key West are catching Tarpon and my shot at a big poon is right around the corner.

Here's a little end of the week video for you from Bob Marley to help you get the weekend started a little early.  Nothing says summertime better to me than putting the windows down in the truck and turning up the Bob Marley. Sit back, relax and enjoy.

1 comment:

  1. Hell yeah. "Babylon by Bus" is my favorite summer road trip record.