Author: Tucker Ladd
Simply put, when your wife asks you to plan a fly fishing trip to a flats fishing lodge, your response should be simple and concise: 'yes, when and where?' In my case, the when was the first week of February, and the where was The Grand Slam Lodge.
Here's the quick break down: we spent days one and two getting our feet wet with some bonefish and snook. Days three and four I was given the opportunity to chase permit while Whitney worked on her tan, and day five concluded our trip with an effort to catch anything that would chase a fly.