Monday, May 2, 2016


If you are headed south for juvenile tarpon, here is some good news!
We are now ready to take orders for our baby tarpon flies. If you don't tie or don't have time to tie and your headed to the tropics, you should purchase these patterns to have in your quiver. We are following recipes based on my experience and that of many other well-traveled and expert anglers. Fly tier extraordinnaire (and my friend of over 25 years), Brett Smith, is now producing these baby tarpon flies on a custom order limited basis. 

In these patterns, we've covered the issues important to juvenile tarpon success i.e. sink rate, action, size and color. We finished our testing two weeks ago at Tarpon Cay and Isla del Sabalo on the Yucatan's "Tarpon Coast" with terrific results. More anglers armed with these patterns are now making their way to the Yucatan and Belize so expect more feedback soon. We also have a group headed to Cuba led by Pete Widener owner of the Fly Shop of the Bighorns. Pete will also be giving us a report later in May upon his return.

I should note, I have no financial stake in this project. My goal is to make sure Angling Destinations clients and other traveling baby tarpon maniacs have the right flies for their trips. We produced these flies because, I felt most commercially available flies were improperly sized or in some cases, poorly tied. This was the genesis of this project and I enlisted a truly gifted fly tier to help me accomplish my goal. Our flies are tied on quality Gamagatsu hooks and typically ordered in 1/0 and 2/0.

If interested, please call 800-211-8530 or send an e-mail to I am happy to help anglers decide which flies are best for the location they are fishing.

Here then are the flies available. I think they turned out great!

Traditional San Felipe Special
A tried and true design that continues to deliver year after year. With the addition of a few tweeks and better materials to the original design, our new rendition performs consistently.

Orange and Tan

Chocolate and Tan

Green Eyed Lady
A very effective, sparsely tied sardinas pattern that hits the water quietly and moves very naturally in the water. One of my favorite patterns!

Red Eye Special
Again, one of my favorite patterns. Based on our research, the final version has less chocolate and more tan with red eyes.

Original pattern that worked well 

Red Eye.2 that worked even better!

Designed as a neutral density version the San Felipe Special this fly has upped the game with more durable and seductive materials. This pattern includes strike triggering eyes that can be modified as to color based on an anglers willingness to experiment. At the present time, it comes in two color combinations:

Orange and Tan


Kid's Meal
Superb for all the environments where sabalitos are found: rios, mangrove edges and deeper turtle grass flats. This fly floats allowing anglers to cast well ahead of rolling fish, then strip when appropriate. It also creates just enough of a wake to subtly get attention. This fly is a real winner and very durable. It will soon be available in a yellow and red version too.

After repeated use!



The traditional design again with a few improvements concerning materials and quality.

Saturday, April 23, 2016

Yucatan's Tarpon Coast Trip Report Part Two

After on our third and final fishing day at Tarpon Cay Lodge, we jumped in the van for the four and one half hour drive to Isla del Sabalo, an island on the west coast of the Yucatan in the State of Campeche.

The roads to Merida were excellent, but soon we turned northwest onto narrow potholed roads. We passed through a succession of Mayan villages with consonant-laden names almost impossible to pronounce. In each village, we were greeted with sights of thatched roofed home, older women in traditional white dresses and seemingly endless and unnecessary speed bumps. We saw few vehicles except motorcycles and motor cycle powered carts which must be used as taxis and pickups. Eventually, we made it to the coast and the small fishing vilage at Isla del Sabalo.

The rooms were quite comfortable!

We were pleasantly surprised by what we found. We were housed in comfortable rooms on the beach only steps from our open-air dining room and a seaside palapa perfect for the cocktail hour.

Dr. Peskoe with a rather large margarita and stogie!

We had a wonderful dinner of Fajitas with an expertly seasoned flank steak. For our next two nights, we would enjoy excellent appetizers at the palapa, traditional favorites for dinner and hearty breakfasts. The staff was attentive and very friendly. Nothing could have been better, but on this first night we were eager to fish so it was off to bed early for a 5:15 AM wake-up. We planned to push off at dawn.

John and Anna Riggs head out at dawn

Day 1
Doug Jeffries and I did indeed take off at dawn with our guide Belito, who we were to find out had been on our Destination X camping trip in 2008! It is a small world! As the wind increased, we motored past the beach where we had camped so many years ago. As the day wore on, we remembered many of the rio and bays that had been so prolific and had prompted our visit current visit.

Our Bonefish and Tarpon Trust work continued

Well, on Day 1, we did not see  fish until 1:00 PM. NOT A FISH! We saw not a roll or had a take or saw even a flash. Nothing showed itself. We optimistically  blindcast the mangrove edge until the early afternoon. Then I jumped one fish and landed another. We ventured up a rio to see if the tarpon had moved up to escape the wind. I spotted one rolling pod behind us, Doug made a superb backhand cast, landed the fish and that was it for the day. A brilliant cast by "one cast, one tarpon Jeffries", but all we managed to do on this very windy day was avoid a skunk!

Day 2
A dead calm morning and a subsequent light offshore breeze heralded a better day. I was fishing solo today with Belito's son Rodrigo. We motored south again and almost immediately saw rolling fish on the outside of the rios in the small bays and on turtlegrass flats. Here they hugged the mangrove fringe as they fed on small fish and boiled on crabs and shrimp. After a few unproductive casts, I had a quick roll on my fly. Then a good take, but I came up empty. Then I jumped a few, but couldn't stay hooked up. I stopped, took a deep breath and went over the details in my head. I mulled over the correct presentation, the long strip strike, not to lift the rod tip, but swing it to the side after the hookset and finally, the all important bow to a jumper. Rodrigo corrected me if I did something wrong and soon, I started putting fish in the boat. I had a thrilling early morning on these sabalitos!

After the breeze swung to be more onshore, we moved up a rio where we found a dozen or so fish rolling at a narrow bend which was overgrown and clogged with downfall. Here it would be impossible to get a cast to the fish. Not wanting to push the fish out of the rio by poling further up, we backed off and staked out a spot at the junction of two creeks. Here we waited for the fish to circle back which they consistently did over the next two hours. I jumped six or seven fish, landed 3 more and had two big 15-20 lb. fish hang themselves in the mangroves. Rodrigo and I had to do little gardening to get these big sabalitos free, but after our efforts they swam away unharmed.

We eventually stopped picking on these tarpon and moved back out to the mouth of the rio. Here we decided to sightfish only so we didn't spook unseen fish. Subsequently, I caught two more nice double-digit fish that I was able to spot on my own. One on a quick  backcast to a rolling group at 3:00 and the other to a laid-up tarpon at 11:00 that, as I cast well ahead of the boat, I lost sight of as the fly hit the water. This fish exploded on my fly and Rodrigo was surprised as he had no idea I had seen a fish. Rodrigo had been called me "estudiante" all morning and I was referring to him as my "profesor", but with these two tarpon I sighted and hooked on my own, Rodrigo made me proud when he said "estudiante no mas". What a perfect end to a wonderful day! Who doesn't like a little flattery?

Day 3
OK, how do I describe this day. Amazing... my best tarpon day ever... Incredible? Let's try this: Between the two boats with three anglers, we jumped something around 100 fish. Could be more, I don't think it was less. We boated dozens if not scores of fish. 

Dawn was perfectly calm

Steve Peskoe and I were in the same skiff with Belito, while Doug Jeffries was with Rodrigo in the other panga. We were often within earshot. Steve and I had numerous doubles. We initially agreed that if we jumped a fish that angler then relinquished the deck. This strategy gave way to when a fish was hooked, that angler stepped off the front deck to fight his fish and the other angler climbed up to hook another. This day proved to be a constant merry-go-round of up on the deck, hook a fish, step to the right as the other anglers stepped up. Step down. Fight your fish. This process was repeated cheerfully on and on.

Belito romances a tarpon

Secret Gurgler

Doug was as busy as we were in the other boat. We hooked numerous fish in the 12-15 lb range, a few that were 20+ and I hooked, and was overwhelmed, by a 35-40 lb. fish that took me well into my backing on three spectacular jumps. We hooked fish on our secret gurgler (photo above) and the floating foam KID"S MEAL (seen in the photos below) in various colors. More on this in the next FLY PAPER post.

Often our unstripped flies were plucked off the surface of the water like a grasshopper. We were in fish from just after dawn until we left at 1:30 PM when our gluttony gave way to fatigue.

After many fish, a destroyed KID"S MEAL

Doug... "uno mas!"

For the entire day our chant, after a fish was landed, was "uno mas". The photo below shows Steve Peskoe at lunch and his response to our question of "Uno Mas?". How good was this day... well, we casually ate lunch with fish rolling and feeding to our right and left. We just chewed on our sandwiches as we watched eager tarpon feed on the prolific channel dubbed "Calle de Sabalo" ...Tarpon Street.

"Uno mas... no mas"

We adjourned, packed our gear, drove to Merida, had dinner and by 8:25 AM the next day we were on the way home.
Geez, what a way to end trip!

My sincere thanks go to the staff of Isla del Sabalo, to Jesciel and Marco, guides Belito, Eduardo and Rodrigo and to my compatriots Steve Peskoe, Anna and John Riggs, Doug Jeffries... and Jay we missed you! What a great trip!