I’d like to take this time to tell you about my next bonefishing trip.
I’d REALLY like to tell you because that would mean I have one on the books, which I don’t.
That’s cause for depression.
My vacation time is, to put it mildly, exhausted, and I don’t know of a reserve store of days off which would allow me to head somewhere sunny and beautiful to find bonefish.
I get a little bit moody when I don’t have a trip in the pipeline and I fear that could happen again. Luckily, I have some other good things happening, like a pregnant wife, so while that may dim the prospects of my next fishing trip, it is still something to balance the gloom with a fair bit of joy.
So, for the next few months, I’m going to need to hear about YOUR fishing. Don’t be shy.
… thinking about Deep Water Cay from Spring Break and wishing I was there, right now.
The line is flying.
- If you liked the story above, check out these stories below
- Prospects (1.000)
- Post trip funk (1.000)
Tags: not fishing
Do the stories have to be specifically about bonefishing trips?
certainly not… but I do like bonefish
As you wish…
http://www.mikesgonefishing.com/2013/07/so-that-i-might-see.html
I might add that one of your flies, so graciously mailed, hooked the biggest bone of the week. Sadly, it came unbuttoned at my feet and no pictorial evidence exists. Honest. 🙂
Been enjoying your blog for a few months now. Thanks for putting it out there–I really appreciate the links, stories and enthusiasm. I thought I could return the favor a bit with my own story of learning to flyfish.
http://www.scribd.com/doc/86174601/Grey-Ghost
Best.