The Good, the Bad, & the Sunburned. Barjack the Angler Bonefish Bay Indian Ocean March 27, 2011 Preface No amount of alcohol can undo what happened today, but I’ll try….Cheers! * Day 30-odd (and counting): So I’ll skip to the highlight: I’m fishing along and hook a little bluefin trevally and next thing I know [...]
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Amateur Bones…
A little video one of our guests cooked up on a recent trip to our little rock. (Yes, we actually get people wanting to fish with us… yeah, we don’t get it either, but it keeps the bartenders happy!) Just to be clear, this was on his own after a little bit of guiding from [...]
Travel Log: Last Cast of the Day
March 21, 2011 7:42 p.m. Tide: Low, rising. Wind: ENE, 8-10 knots. Long day, longer with the piss-poor fishing, the worst we’ve had here, ever. In our memories we could project ourselves back to that magical land where we found flats dotted with schools of tailing bones; today we don’t recognize the place. Even the [...]
Travel Log: Pink Sands & Bonefish
March 21, 2011 2:41 p.m. Tide: Slack High… possibly Falling. Wind: NNE, 15 knots. Coconuts no longer amuse us, and the bonefish have stubbornly persisted in their absence. Except for a brief window where the clouds parted and I chase a cruising pair, splashing my way to the leeward as I followed them in [...]
Travel Log: Of Slack Tides and Coconuts
March 21, 2011 9 am. High rising tide. Wind: ENE, 20 knots and gusty. Whitecaps foam against the ironshore as we descend into paradise. We’re as full of hope as always, our excitement belied by our brisk efficiency as we load packs, rig rods, make lunches, and slap on a few coats of SPF 50 [...]
In Time
August, 2005 We fished until dark, but none would take. We marked their progress by the flashing tails and cast long leads to them with light flies. When they approached we’d strip the fly and they’d disappear in an explosion of water, perhaps to bide their time off the edge until the flats were peaceful [...]
