OK… if I had just slayed them, I probably would be a little more elusive about where exactly I went. However, having spent 3 & 1/2 days in pursuit of bones in Kauai, I feel comfortable revealing which island I was on.
Mainly, I feel comfortable doing so because if you head to Kauai with the sole intention of catching bonefish, you are mad… MAD, MAD, MAD!
I certainly won’t go back to Kauai JUST for the fishing. I may very well go back there. I love that place. If I go back, I’ll bring a rod, for sure. However, the fishing leaves a lot to be desired… like a lot more fish that are considerably less spooky and much more easy to find… to name a few attributes that could improve things a tad.
I wrote down a list of thoughts I had from the trip… here are a few:
- Sleeping bags in damp, warm places are not really very comfortable.
- Of the 4 shots I had, 3 were to single fish in deeper water, 3 feet or so. If that’s where the fish are hanging out, it makes more sense why they were hard to find.
- I didn’t see a single bonefish predator.
- Rain gear was essential.
- There were some bait guys out there… the kind where you stick the rod in a holder and wait for the bell to ring. I never saw them catch anything.
- The Redington Predator cast well for a big rod. No complaints.
- I didn’t see a bonefish really tail (I did see tails, but those fish, unlike the deep water fish, were in really skinny water and I think they were just so big their fins were out of the water).
- I didn’t see a bonefish push water.
- There were guys hitting golf balls out into the ocean. There were hundreds of golf balls in the sand and on the flats. Those guys are tools.
- Getting out on those big flats was easy, but walking back, when the lights went off, was challenging.
- I have a new appreciation for fish that feed readily and are plentiful.
- At the campground there were a LOT of hippies. More than a few people seemed to be living there.
- Roosters sever as the wake-up call, starting at about 5:30.