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, August 28, 2012

Cracking the Code

I went back to the pond tonight and tried a deer hair popper tied up like a frog. There was definitely a lot going on. Fish were jumping everywhere. Water was swirling and bugs were flying. Unfortunately the fish weren't eating what I had for dinner. I had a quick flashback to my Florida trip where the tarpon seemed to just be messing with me.
These bass were messing me.
I'll be back, though and hopefully tomorrow, and keep trying to crack the code.

Not a bad way to end the evening.

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