Imagine you are somewhere in the tropics wading in shallow 80-degree water over hard-packed sand. A light breeze rustles coconut palms along the beach, and the air temperature is 78 degrees. . .the perfect climate for man. It is also the perfect climate for bonefish. You spot a pair of silvery, ghost-like bonefish cruising the beach. They stick their metallic-bright tails up in the air as they tip down to feed. They are close, not 30 feet away, when your shrimp imitation lands nearby. You watch transfixed as one fish rushes your fly, tips downward, and inhales it. Upon feeling resistance, the bonefish activates its panic mode, smokes your reel, and bends your rod to the breaking point. You can’t believe its speed and strength. You gaze around, wondering if someone will awaken you from the perfect dream. There is nobody in sight; nothing disturbs your fun. You hear the soothing sound of gentle waves washing upon the deserted beach and notice the distant surf crashing on the offshore reef. The cry of a frigate or tern momentarily distracts you from the speeding bonefish. You reflect that life doesn’t get much better. Bonefishing has infected and addicted many anglers. If you have not yet experienced bonefishing, you still have the best to look forward to. Why is bonefishing so much fun? Simple. Bonefish are beautiful, strong, aggressive, and plentiful. Anglers hunt, stalk, and hook them in knee-deep water at some of the most beautiful places in the world. You see it all happen—the cast, take, hookup and blitzing run. . .and it happens often. Of all the fish in the sea, bonefish do it best for fly fisherman.