Our attempt at literary pieces to help our fellow anglers.
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For most people, the sensation and experience when they finally sight, cast, present a fly, hook, fight and land a permit is one that stays with them for a lifetime.
For me, the feeling lasted for all of about twelve and a half minutes. Give or take.
"The first bonefish tail I saw was unmistakable. It stood straight out of the skinny water – a mighty V shape that wagged in the low morning light. Then… a second tail emerged and quickly flopped over in a swell of nervous water. There was no doubt - we were all alone on the flat and on fish."
Here are 10 things to think about if you are contemplating a do-it-yourself trip to location X.
What does my salt water future hold? Better ask the Magic 8 Ball.
I’ve had my share of blown saltwater shots. Some of the experiences are burned in my brain with more clarity than the fish that actually came to hand. The memories still sting:
- Standing in water almost to my chest in Ascension Bay and trying to cast to a 25 lb permit within 60 ft… and failing miserably
- Trying to punch a cast into a 20 mph headwind to reach a 6 lb bonefish tailing at the mouth of a creek in the Bahamas... and falling short
- Falling apart in front of a half a dozen tarpon cruising a flat north of Ambergris Caye in Belize
