Back in 2019, my last shot was at a massive GT. I had an enthusiastic follow, but the fish saw us at the last second and pulled away.
This trip I was fishing with Ari and we were approaching a long cut that led out to the lagoon, where the boat was waiting for us. As we approached the cut Ari called out a fish on a flat just in front of the cut.
It was a GT.
It was maybe 25-35 pounds.
I had the fly I wanted to throw and I made the cast. I was a little too close to the fish, nearly on its head (back handed cast into the wind), but the fish didn’t spook and it started to follow.
Last flat. Last fish. And it is a GT.
Then, the fish saw us and pulled off.
That’s two trips with two last casts, to two GTs who both saw us last second and didn’t eat.
I am dying to find out if third time’s the charm.
