December 24, 2011 Head east, past the cruise ships, tourist traps, and taxis, past the miles of coastline, muddied by the winds of the last fortnight. Small bays open unexpectedly around corners glimmering blue through vignettes of seagrape groves, crowned by black and white reefs. Spindrift mists the windscreen, blurring details. The horizon seems impossibly far off. [...]
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Blue Fins and All… (Pt. II)
December 28, 2000 Today I’ve decided not to go fishing. Instead thought I’d merely practice casting. There is a small flat a few minutes from home that’s perfect for this—shallow water, wide open spaces, and no mangroves to grab errant back-casts. I’d even occasionally seen bonefish there, but not today; today, it was just practice. [...]
Blue Fins and All… (Pt. I)
December 28, 2000 The year is almost out and I’m faced with the very real prospect of having fished nearly all of it without catching a single one. And I mean fished, seriously fished. This year has been an almost single minded pursuit of a frustratingly elusive creature: the bonefish. It wasn’t just a weekend thing either—though I [...]
Return of the Flats Bandito
The flats bandit returns to the beach to snag some bones. But the wind is up and the fish are biting shy (so he claims), and his line ties itself into unreasonable knots at the fish’s request. (Talk about your wind knots!) What is this and what will be the answer? Tunes: Fat Freddy’s Drop, [...]
BREAKING EVEN: A Month in Bonefishing (Pt. III)
June 2004 Talking about big fish naturally brings to mind ones that got away, or very nearly did. Big fish are big for a reason, after all. They are strong, smart and know their home grounds like you know your own bathroom [1]. If there is a single mangrove shoot or coral head around, they’ll [...]
BREAKING EVEN: A Month in Bonefishing (Pt. I)
BREAKING EVEN A Month in Bonefishing June, 2004 In the past few weeks I’ve caught more big bonefish than I have in all my previous fishing combined. Not that I’ve caught many. No one catches many big bones. Of course, even now that I say it I realize the definition of a big bonefish is [...]
Silver is coming…
Apropos of my upcoming trip to the Keys, I’ve decided to try something new: trailers for my life. That’s right; they’ll be just like actual trailers–short, sweet, and nothing like (and mostly better than) the real thing. Here’s one for tarpon fishing. A short clip of “Silver” a (2-3 part?) series film about chasing tarpon, [...]
