These shots were all taken in sequence of an incoming bonefish that was feeding in only inches of water amongst the mangroves and just a few feet away from me standing on my inflatable paddleboard.
Friday, April 4, 2014
Sunday, March 30, 2014
Back to "Location X" on Andros, an inland lake where rumor has it you could run into small tarpon. So I took the paddleboard for a little hike and after exploring the lake and figuring things out it wasn't long before we put some silver in the air. I quickly found out small tarpon are just like big tarpon in a lot of ways-- first and foremost their propensity to go airborne as soon as they feel steel.
These photos were taken from screenshots of GoPro video, so they are not the highest quality. Had the camera mounted to my head.
|Hand to hand combat alongside the SUP|
|As he threw the fly. Leader in the rod tip so caught fish right?|
|Look closely behind where the fly has landed and you'll see the fish closing|
in. This chain of happy fish came down the lake, a well executed cast out
in front and.........
|Another poon' in the air!|
|I used my old Jedi mind tricks to levitate this fish|
|Beautiful any way you look at them|
This pond was no more than 4 feet deep and lined with mangroves the whole way around. It's not connected to the ocean so the water is more fresh than salt. I flushed bluebill, teal, and coots from the edges--ducks I see migrate through northwest Pennsylvania each fall and winter.
Thanks again to Al and Hank for pointing me in the right direction. This last afternoon on Andros really changed my plans for next year....... with hundreds of lakes just like this and some much bigger, deeper, and reported to have large Cubera Snapper in them along with the Tarpon I think the stand up paddleboard is going to get a lot of work. This pond's bottom was soft and mucky and there was no way I could have fished it without the paddleboard. Mike called it a "game changer" and I'd have to agree.
Thursday, March 20, 2014
Or da Jodders as the locals call it. It's a series of islands and sandbars on the extreme northern end of Andros Island where at times it seems you could walk into oblivion in any given direction and only be in water below your knees. One of my all time favorite places I've ever been fortunate to go fish. And another great thing about it is you can wade barefoot all day long as the bottom is free of any kind of coral or debris.
|They tend to favor this color fly for me whenever I'm there|
Brian and Hermon, with Brians biggest bonefish of the trip. Brian is just learning how to
flyfish so he used spinning gear most of the time. But rumor has it the day after they
got back home he was out in the front yard practicing with a fly rod. Ya mon. And if
you see the reoccuring theme of Brian catching some of the biggest fish of the trip,
yes, you just might be correct!
|Click to enlarge and see the incoming bonefish|
|Click again to enlarge. The dark shape just below the waterline|
all the way across the picture is one school of fish. The rest of the
school extends even further in both directions!
You have to remember, what goes out always has to come back in. Each time I
hook a bonefish, I laugh to myself and marvel at it's strength and speed as the line
and then backing goes zinging out through the guides once, twice and for big
fish a third or fourth run.
|This fish was special, it was the 20th one of |
the day for me...my personal best
Father and son and another night in the Joulters. After Hermon's Lobster and dirty rice dinner that tasted more like candy than dinner, time spent around the fire lets you reflect upon the days fishing and makes you wonder what tomorrow has in store. Little did we know that in a few hours the storm would blow in and that warm and dry feeling we had in this picture would leave us pretty fast.
Along with the fishing for most of the next day........
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