My wife made that comment last night on the phone… “You have bonefish taste and a trout budget.”
So true.
I still love trout. They are here, which is one considerable Plus they have over bonefish. Made it out again today for a couple hours on my home water (The Upper Sacramento) in a place I’ve fished at least 100 times, probably more. Temps were cooler and so was the fishing. Managed 2 fish in 2 hours, both small. Did see a golden stone on the water and a great, big massive gray drake, but no noses. All fish were caught on a 4 wt. and the reel was never in any danger of being tested.

The leaves have mostly fallen, the river is empty. Love it.
As I was out there not catching fish and watching my own breath I did think about how when I am getting my arse kicked some place tropical I seldom lose feeling in my toes.
I’m still hoping to get to Belize this summer with my dad, but we have to see how the tax man treats us and a variety of other, mostly financial, factors end up shaking out.
At my one-time local fly shop (I moved), the Ted Fay Fly Shop, I ran into Guide Fred Gordon who spent a couple weeks in Abaco just after I went to Grand Bahama. Even in the heart of California trout country, I still see constant reminders of bonefish… see, I have bonefish on the brain.
Tags: bonefishing, flyfishing, Fred Gordon, Ted Fay Fly Shop, Trout, Upper Sacramento