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, September 18, 2012

A New Toy

You're probably thinking that with a title like "A New Toy" I'm going to unveil a new bonefish rod, or perhaps a Hell's Bay skiff.  Nope not today.

I did buy an old smoker and tried my hand at smoking a rack of ribs a few weeks back.  Meant to post this before but I got busy.  I've got a lot to learn, but the slow cooking process is definitely a lot fun.  Heres the process.

Little red.  

Four hours on.

On the table.


Must have deviled eggs with ribs and Q. 

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