19
Feb 12

Belonging

I walked into the Starbucks since I had some time to kill before my event.  As I walked in, two guys passed me on the way out and I was struck by the uniform they wore since it was very similar to my own. Slacks. Dress shirt. Messenger bag slung over the shoulder. They were in blue, I was in tan, but it was just the details which were different.

I looked around the coffee shop and saw the same uniform on another 5 or 6 guys. The hum of Silicon Valley could be heard from the open laptops and bluetooth headsets and the feeling of self-importance resonating from all these people doing important-ish things.

Maybe I should have felt a part of that, but at that moment, I felt very far removed from it and instead of seeing where I fit into all of it, I could only picture myself very far removed. The feeling that hit me, consciously and loudly as I walked into the Starbucks, was a desire to be somewhere with sand under my feet and sun in the sky and clear salt water extending out in front of me.

It was a feeling of not belonging here and it hit me in an instant.

The truth is that this is probably where I do belong. I live here, I work here and I will for the foreseeable future. I have an anchor (I love very much) that keeps me living here in the form of a 5 year old girl and a custody agreement signed and sanctioned by courts and lawyers and judges. I’m not going anywhere. This is my home and this is my uniform.

Still… it doesn’t feel like it. I have no rational reason to feel such an affinity for tropical places. My background is Norwegian, English, French, Scottish and probably a few other very European ingredients… not one of them in a shade that would offer the slightest bit of protection from a tropical sun.

My soul is the most content when I’m standing on a flat, the sun playing peek-a-boo behind fast moving clouds, my eyes scanning the water for movement and silhouettes.

I can’t explain that, but I know it all the same.


18
Feb 12

Skills with the Conch

This guys is pretty good with his knife.  Benihana’s, Exuma style.

 


14
Feb 12

Happy Valentine’s Day and a related story

It’s Valentine’s Day. Last year, Valentine’s Day sucked.  This year, it is the anti-suck Valentine’s Day.

What can I say?  Life is good and getting better, and not just because I have a bonefishing trip on the books. I also have a really wonderful woman in my life who feels the same way about me as I do about her. Mutual is nice… very nice.

I also have a little girl… getting bigger all the time. Five years old.  I look forward to seeing which boys give her valentines tomorrow. There will be blood.

Now, for V-Day I wanted to find a bonefishing honeymoon story and, of course, I did.  Bonefishing happens in places kind of ideal for honeymoons.  Sand, sun, palm trees, beautiful water. I may just head to such a place when I do it again.

Here’s the story I found:

It’s dawn and my wife of two days is fast asleep. I’m not with her. She is alone on the first morning of our honeymoon. Instead of waking together to palms rustling outside our villa’s bedroom window, I rose in the tropical November darkness to the same obnoxious cell phone alarm I set for work back home in New Jersey. Christen stirred for a moment, opened her eyes as I kissed her forehead, and drifted off again. My wife of two days is fast asleep and I am standing calf-deep in the warm muck of Flamingo Lake on the south side of Providenciales, holding a fly rod and straining to spot rippled water in the early gray light. I have ten days to catch a bonefish on this island. You might think I could spend the first morning with my bride. But I am a very sick man.

Great piece by Joe Cermele.


12
Feb 12

Klout doesn’t understand fly fishing

Maybe some of you know Klout.  Maybe you don’t.

Klout is supposed to measure, in some objective way, your on-line influence.  The higher the score, the more influential you are. Justin Bieber has a perfect Klout score of 100. Alec Baldwin has a 77, Glenn Beck 66, Steve Martin 77, Guy Kawasaki 81, Bill Gates 75 and so on.

Now… in fly fishing, it appears that my Klout score of (currently) 57 makes me the most influential person IN THE WORLD! (you have to imagine an evil laugh when you read that last part, as if this were part of my plan for world domination)

Actually, as I poke around, it looks like Kirk Werner is also on 57.

I’m going to go ahead and say that this is probably not the actual state of the on-line fly fishing world.

Here are a few people that should likely be ahead of me.

Moldy Chum – 46

Fiberglass Manifesto – 52

Deneki/Andrew Bennett – 43

Trout Underground – 37

So, while it is fun to see everyone’s scores and to rib some of my friends in a competitive way, I don’t know that it really reflects the world.  I’m wondering exactly how I ended up coming out on top and I can’t really figure it out.  Klout scores don’t even track blog traffic on self-hosted sites, so this is more about Facebook, Twitter and Google+, as opposed to how the blog actually does.

Clearly, if Bonefish  on the Brain was a stock, it would be time to sell on the bubble before it pops!

 

 

 


08
Feb 12

How to get bonefish into everything

There are some things I’m very, very good at.

  1. Making Mac and Cheese from scratch
  2. Being goofy with my little girl
  3. Inserting bonefishing into every possible conversation

First, you have to realize that there is no situation where you CAN’T bring up bonefish. It is appropriate to bring up, always.

Let’s look at a few examples…

“My security deposit was $2,700!”

Wow, that’s about as much as each Florida bonefish contributes to the Florida economy every year!

“I want to go to Hawaii.”

You should go to Oahu or Molokai, that’s where the bonefish are most plentiful. 

“Newcastle is my favorite beer.”

My favorite beer is Kalik because it means I’m in the Bahamas and I’m bonefishing.

“Florida politics are screwed up!”

Agreed. If Florida weren’t so important politically to presidential elections we would have dropped the embargo against Cuba long ago and I’d be able to head there to go bonefishing without a problem!

“The passing of Steve Jobs was really sad.”

I know. I don’t think he ever got to go bonefishing. So sad.

“I wonder how many degrees I’m really separated from Kevin Bacon.”

Down in the Bahamas the bonefishing guides are almost all 1 or 2 degrees away by blood. Everyone is related there, I swear!

“The nightly news has really lost its relevance these days.”

That’s because Tom Brokaw is now off fishing for bonefish and taping Buccaneers and Bones.

See… you can put bonefish into any conversation.  One nice thing about doing that is that it tends to keep conversations short… very short. The other person usually stops talking and walks away, really.


07
Feb 12

Interview with Chris Santella

If you are a fly fishing angler and anyone in your family is aware of that fact, you have probably been given a book by Chris Santella at some point.  He wrote 50 Places to Fly Fish Before You Die and recently put out 50 More Places to Fly Fish Before You Die.

I have both and the first one I think I received three times.

Chris has been around a bit and he’s collected some good stories.  Turns out I may be getting to fish with Chris come April at one of those Destination X kinds of places.  Can’t wait.

So, here’s my interview with Chris.

First, I have to say, I’m not a bonefishing expert. I’m like a baseball reporter who only played little league.

I’m coming at this from a similar place. I’ve gotten to fish a great deal, especially over the past ten years, but, if you have an appreciate and a curiosity about it, unless you are writing a technical fly tying book, that’s as good as anything.

I’ve selfishly squirreled away the funds to do a few of these trips, I really got hooked on them, the saltwater experience. I had poo-pooed it for several years after a good friend of mine who I fish with quite a bit, came back from his first saltwater trip, his first bonefishing trip, he said “this will rock your world, you gotta try it.” I said I liked to fish for steelhead, I like to fish for trout, I don’t need anything else.

Finally I went and the fishing on that trip wasn’t even that great, but even just catching a few bonefish it was really exciting and that was the beginning of the end.  Now I’ve decided, for better or for worse, each year by hook or crook I’m going to try and get somewhere and go for at least 4-5 days or a week.

When you are looking at a destination, there are lots of places you can catch average sized bonefish and you can catch a lot of them, and then there are some places where you have a shot at a really big fish. What do you look at when you are looking at a destination.

I have to say, I think that the first few times I went, and the first time was to Punta Allen, and that wasn’t a lot of big fish, a lot around 2 pounds or less, but there are a lot of them and they were in big schools, so you don’t really have to have that great a feeling for what you are doing and I felt like that was a great place to start. As I’ve gone more and more frequently, and I think I’ve gone more or less every year for the past 8 years, I personally like to have a little variety in terms of what I’m going after. I like to be in places where permit are a real possibility and maybe you can go and fish for snook a little bit or baby or larger tarpon. I love to have that option a little bit.  The one time I went to Andros it was a little time of year, but that’s when I could go. We saw a few really big fish, but didn’t really see that many because there has just been a big front that had come through. So, I can’t say I’ve really had a chance to have that experience where we say we are going to forsake numbers and we are going to go after a couple good shots at truly big fish.

I think that often times I like to have some variety. I’ve enjoyed the Yucatan and Belize probably because you do have that mixed bag. Christmas Island last year, we fished 40% bonefish and 60% trevalley. There was the sense that we’ve done the bonefish thing a little bit and in the inner lagoon you’ll find numbers but not really big fish, but there are some big fish out at “the wreck” even though the wreck hasn’t been there for 50 years, you are on the outer edge of the atoll and there are some big fish out there. It’s pretty exciting.

What’s your preferred bonefish rig?

I am almost always fishing with an 8 wt., and I am of the sort that even now, when I can get all the pro deals and I can get all the stuff for a big discount, I’ve never been a big gear junkie. I’ve been using, for the most part, some L.L. Bean rods, which are pretty solid. For reels, in the past, there were one or two reels I didn’t have such good luck with, but now, the reel they’ve had on the market for the past year or two, I think it’s called the Shearwater, I’ve had really good luck with that.  My thinking is I’d rather work a day or two less and fish a day or two more. The $800 reel and the $600 rod, I’m always worried I’m going to break something, even though I know they come with good warranties. I tend to go for utilitarian rather than flash.

The only time in my fishing days that I can say I maybe wish I had the $800 Tibor was when I hooked a really big Trevally. These reels do a pretty good job, but I had the thing ratcheted down all the way and I had 85# test leader on and the fish took something like 250 yards of line off and popped me off on a reef and I couldn’t do a thing about it. I was actually a little bit scared. It was maybe 50-60 pounds. It was big.

When you think back to the times on the flats, is there a single bonefish that stands out? For me, while trout fishing I find that all the fish tend to merge together and if I want to remember a fish, I have to really focus on it.

I would say there are probably two.  One was a fish I got out the wreck at Christmas Island. It was one of the last fish I caught because that was the last trip I went on, but it was the biggest fish I’ve been lucky to catch. It wasn’t huge, maybe 8 pounds. I had always heard people talk about how explosive they can run and I’ve always been impressed with even a small fish will take of 50 yards of backing pretty fast, but then they’ll peter out. This is the first time I really experienced how fast and powerful one of those fish can really be. It took me out to about 150-200 yards three times. Also, because it was such an anomalous spot. You had the open ocean right on the other side of this ring of coral. Here you had the beach and 100-120 yards of shallows and then the outer ring of the atoll with the waves really crashing and violent and you could really feel the surge and to have this fish racing all up and down this area, it had a really different sound than you usually associate with bonefishing with the quiet.

The other fish that sticks out, it was down in Chetumal Bay.  It was noteworthy because instead of casting 30’ into a bunch of mudding fish, the guide didn’t see the fish. It was probably the only time I saw the fish and the guide didn’t.  The boat was pointing at 12:00 and the fish was at 11:00 and moving away, but at a slight angle, going toward the top of the clock.  It was one of those times I was able to make a pretty good cast for me, maybe 75’ and 5’ in front of the fish. I kind of got to do it all myself. It was a longer cast. The fish was maybe 4-5 pounds, so bigger than most of the fish we had been catching. It was one of those times where everything just kind of clicked right and it felt like I had mustered a tiny bit of skill.

One of the thing that I really enjoy about bonefishing is everything else that comes with it. Is there an association you have about bonefishing other than the bonefishing?

One of the things I remember from the very first time I went was the vibrancy of life on the flats. When you are up on the Upper Sac (BOTB’s home water), I know there is a lot of life around, but it is so small and the water has enough color to it you just don’t notice it.  But when you are in the bow of a flats boats, you are seeing rays and small sharks and cuda’s and mullet and maybe a Manta Ray comes out and crashes down and maybe you have some exotic birds. Just the amount of life you get to take in. It makes you feel like you are a part of a very vibrant system.

Thanks Chris!


01
Feb 12

Andros – Give Norman some help

I got an email from Andrew at Deneki today.  His outfit owns and operates Andros South and it turns out one of his guides, Norman, has encountered a tragedy. Norman’s young daughter Nala died last week in an accident on South Andros. I’m pretty sure I talked to Norman about Nala when I fished with him during FIBFest last year.

Norman is a really nice and quiet guy. He comes across as professional, honest and knowledgeable in his guiding and I got the sense from him that he was a pretty solid all around guy.

Norman tagging a bonefish for BTT

Norman could use some help right now to cover the costs for the funeral.  If you’d like to help out, you can contribute to this fund, set up by Deneki. You won’t get a tax deduction, but it is still worth doing.

Sending good thoughts to Norman. I can’t imagine what he’s going through.


30
Jan 12

Steve H, Orivs and Tarpon

I’ve spent a few hours talking to Steve on the phone.  He’s a guy I like and respect.  He’s doing some good things at Orvis, not least of which is the Helios Rod and Mirage Reel series. Here’s a video about the Mirage.

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PS – saw this over at Flatswalker.

 


26
Jan 12

Blood Knot Magazine – Blogger Issue

One of the e-zines out there is Blood Knot Magazine.  Every once in a while they put out a blogger issue and the most recent is, in fact, just that issue.

Guess what?  I’m in there.  Page 79 is a piece by me about “Why I love bonefishing.”

Also in this issue are:

  • Fishing Jones
  • Eat More Brook Trout
  • The Caddis Fly
  • SwittersB & Fly Fishing

Check it out and I hope you enjoy.


20
Jan 12

Birthday Thoughts

It isn’t my birthday, but it is the birthday of a little girl I know.  She’s my side-kick and today she’s five years old.

It’s an odd thing to have a five year old and it is also probably totally normal.  After all, more than a couple of people have been down this particular road.

I’m hoping that I don’t loser her completely to her friends and the mall and her phone and to boys and to all the other things that will creep into her life making it richer and deeper and more complicated. I’m hoping that I can turn rocks over with her in my home river and teach her to tell a caddis from a mayfly, maybe put one of those huge stone fly nymphs in her hand.

I’m hoping I can take her to the clear and warm water of the Caribbean and South Pacific and show her sharks and rays… and bonefish.  I hope she out casts me, out fishes me and out enjoys me with a fly rod in her hand.

I hope she has best friends that don’t try to tell her girls can’t like blue or that girls can’t like snakes or sharks or alligators.

I hope she tries pot once and doesn’t like it and that she’s never too drunk around Frat Boys.

I hope she finds something she wants to do with her life. If it involves the study of fish or reptiles, I wouldn’t be upset. If she decides she has to be a center back for the US Women’s National Soccer Team, I’ll accept that as well.

I hope she is wiser and kinder than she is beautiful and she’s going to be kind of stunning.

I hope she finds someone to spend her life with who is better than I am and who likes to fish and who isn’t upset by the fact that she’s a 32 year old virgin.