Up at my folks place for a few days. My daughter went down for her nap, I went down to the river (grandma was at home, I didn’t just leave her there alone!).
It was raining, the parking lot was empty and I had the river all to myself… except for the dog, down by the river, that came down and followed me around for a bit.
One think I know is that no matter how long I have my bonefish fixation, I’ll never know a piece of water as well as I know this piece of water. This is my favorite run on the river I’ve fished hundreds of times. I only had 2 hours, but landed 12 fish. 11 on a size 14 Eng Theng (like a prince and a PT had a love child) and one on an October Caddis dry (I was fishing a dry/dropper rig).
November on the Upper Sac.
There were no bonefish today… but I expected that.