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Now, it was a brand new, more serious, game. In front of me, a broad tail waved in the warm tropical air while the business end rooted for worms in the white sand. I pushed water hard yo get upwind. I couldn't make it totally upwind, but at least I got somewhat even. I collected myself and pounded a 30-foot cast with a strong second haul. I presented the fly as delicately as I could given the activity being generated by my adrenal gland.
Just a few worms over 10 lbs. |
Somewhat absurdly, I knew it was time to change my backing... until I managed to redirect my over stimulated synapses to the job at hand. I rarely had wanted to land a fish as much as I wanted to land, or at least see, this fish. I began racing around the flat like a crazy fool, lifting line over coral heads as I tried to get an avenue to apply pressure to the beast. The specific details are blurred, but eventually he tired and came to hand. He weighed exactly 10 pounds. I caught another just like him later in the day. I caught a total of four bonefish for the day... around 38 pounds of bonefish. According to my calculations, not a bad day... anywhere!
Boga es muy mal... muy, muy mal.
ReplyDelete(No seriously, it damages the fish, in the mouth, where it eats.)
PS. That is a VERY nice bonefish... and I'm jealous.
ReplyDeleteRegarding Bogas, I agree totally. That was taken a long time ago and the guide insisted. thanks! Scott
ReplyDeleteOh, for some reason (probably laziness in not reading the entire post) I assumed it was recently... I should have known better. ;-)
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