23
Mar 11

Grand Slam Reflections… The Tarpon

The final installment of my Grand Slam Reflections.  The Getting There. The Permit The Bonefish.

The Tarpon

We had been at the point of the caye for a while when Katchu looked at his watch and said “If we want to get your Grand Slam, we better go now.”

It was then I realized that this might actually happen. It had been running through the back of my mind since I got the permit. I had two of three in the books, so it was conceivable at the very least, but it still sounded a tad ridiculous. We got back in the boat and headed off in search of tarpon.

Five minutes after getting back in the boat we found ourselves weaving along an ancient mangrove lined canal carved by the Mayans thousands of years ago. To our left was Mexico, to our right was Belize. Bait and boils were everywhere… this was clearly a very fishy place. There is something amazingly cool about going through mangrove lined channels in a boat in pursuit of fish.

We reached a small, enclosed lagoon and Katchu killed the engine and poled us into position. I got up on deck needing only a tarpon to complete the Grand Slam. We were going after ‘baby tarpon” which was a good thing since I had royally botched my first ever adult tarpon grab the day before. I was 0/1 for tarpon in my life.

Shane spotted a tarpon heading into the mangroves. There was no cast to make. We waited. Out of the mangroves and 40 feet from the boat emerged five “baby” tarpon. These fish were 30-60 pounds. I suddenly felt very unprepared.

I made the cast and gave some strips to the black cockroach. One of the tarpon attacked it. It just swam up to it and opened its gaping mouth and inhaled the fly. When you haven’t done this a lot a tarpon eat can make you instantly stupid. I set, still in disbelief and a bit awestruck. It felt a little more believable when I then raised the rod tip and the fly parted ways with the tarpon. I was now 0/2.

Despite just botching the job, the fish were still there and it looked like they wanted to eat. I cast again. I stripped again. The damn fish charged the fly and ate it hard. I set (at least twice), I kept the rod down. This fly wasn’t coming out. The fish, however, decided to split and charged into the mangroves. The fish was out of sight, but I was still attached to it. As I stood there, a little dumbfounded, the tarpon shot back out into the lagoon ten feet from where it had disappeared. It jumped about 5 feet in the air, still attached to the fly line which was now hopelessly wrapped around the mangroves. When the fish jumped I got a really good view of how big it really was and I’d put it at about 40 pounds of pure silver fury. The tarpon splashed down and zipped right back into the mangroves to complete a nice wrap around several mangrove limbs and, predictably, the tugging stopped. I was off the fish and had to break off the fly. I was now 0/3 on tarpon.

While I was re-rigging Shane got on deck. These baby tarpon were in a very playful mood and it wasn’t long before Shane had fish to cast to. He made the cast and the fish smashed it. This baby tarpon was around forty pounds and, just like the permit earlier in the day, the tarpon spit the hook. If it were another day, Shane would have stayed on the deck, but this had turned from a normal day to a possible Grand Slam Day. I was going to be up again.

My hands still trembling, I continued to re-rig as we entered a narrow, nearly fully enclosed mangrove chute. This was a one shot stop as the chute dead-ended just 50 feet in front of us. Katchu knew these waters very well and as we entered the small clearing we found a single tarpon milling about. With mangroves behind and to the right of me I had to cast off shoulder, but somehow I made the cast. I stripped the fly. The fish saw it. He charged. I kept stripping. He ate as I had just finished a long strip and I had no way to move the fly but to sweep the rod tip. I was now 0/4 as the fly came out of the fishes mouth.

I stood there shell-shocked, having just missed the third tarpon that would have given me a Grand Slam. The fish, however, was still interested. While I had pulled the fly away from the fish, the fly was still in the water and near the fish. I stripped. He ate. I set. I set again. I set again. I didn’t raise the rod tip. I didn’t let the fish run into the mangroves. I held the line hard with my stripping hand and the 15 pound class tippet held to the 60 pound shock tippet. The fish jumped. Now… I’m 6’3” and was probably at least 2 feet above the water on the casting deck. The fish jumped over my head, an image that will forever be seared into my memory. Somehow, deep in my brain, a couple of cells fired and I reactivity bowed to the king. The fish stayed on.

Quickly the fish was in. I had just completed an Inshore Grand Slam by landing my first tarpon ever on the heals of landing my first ever permit.

For a job well done.

A special thanks to El Pescador for hosting Shane and I for three days of fantastic fishing and story making.  You guys have a first class operation there.

 

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22
Mar 11

Interview with Stephen Vletas

If you bonefish you have likely come across the Fly Fishing the Bahamas book at some point in time.  Authors Stephen and Kim Vletas put in some major time to get all of that right.  I’d love to have that breadth and depth of Bahamian knowledge (I guess I do, kind of… since I own the book, but that’s now what I mean). I contacted Stephen about doing an interview for the blog and he agreed.  I hope you enjoy.

Kim and Stephen, your book, Fly Fishing the Bahamas, is a pretty important book for anglers.  Is there anything you’d put in the book now that didn’t make it in the first time?

There are always new lodges or resorts that open, some lodges and guides that fade away, plus new travel options in terms of flights, etc. We use our web site www.bahamasflyfishingguide.com to keep our readers updated as much as we can. The web site is the first place readers should check for updates and changes since the book was last published.

For example, on Andros, Charle and Fatiah Neymour now have their own lodge on Cargil Creek, and Andy Smith has his own private island lodge in the North Bight; Broad Shad Cay Lodge. Nervous Waters, the company who owns Bair’s Bahamas, has opened a new lodge on Abaco to access the Marls. Abaco, in general, has really developed, much more so than any other island. You have the Winding Bay Club, the huge Baker’s Bay development on Great Guana that has caused environmentalists to hit the roof, and the new Delphi Club, as examples. Links to all these new projects are on our web site.

On Bimini, Bimini Bay Resort has transformed the island of North Bimini. The resort is part of the Small Luxury Hotels of the World group, and offers world-class marina services and luxurious home and condo rentals. Many anglers don’t like this development, but the fishing is as good as ever. Check it out.

On Eluthera, Harbour Island has become even more luxurious, with additional hotel remodels (the best being Coral Sands) and some top new restaurants. Surprisingly, the fishing on the town flat to the north remains fantastic. Kim and I recently stayed at Coral Sands (wouldn’t stay anywhere else now on Briland), and I fished the town flat twice. Never saw another person, and I caught a over half dozen nice bones each day. They were spooky, as you would expect, but a longer fluorocarbon leader worked fine with a standard #6 Gotcha.

OK, see the web site for more updates and recommendations.

Fishing with Frankie

Since you’ve spent some quality time getting to and from the Bahamas, do you have any travel tips for anglers heading that way?

If you are flying to the islands from the East Coast, it’s easy to arrive in one day, even to the Out Islands. >From the West Coast, or from Mountain time, it’s difficult to reach the Out Islands in one day. Central Time, depends on where you are coming from or going. So….we like to fly to Nassau and spend the night. That way we can enjoy a fun night out in Nassau (At Café Matisse or Greycliff or Café Martinique), relax, and arrive at our Out Island destination the next day, and if you are eager to fish, you can arrive early enough the following morning to fish a full day. And if your time is important, we highly recommend you considering using charter flights from Nassau to the Out Islands, and especially between the Out Islands. You’ll save many hours in time, and a lot of aggravation, and you’ll be able to spend those hours fishing. Check out our book and the web site for the best charter flight operators.

Also, Kim and I are now back in the Bahamas fly fishing booking business. We book a very select group of lodges and guides, with the idea of matching up each client with the location that is best suited for them. If you are interested, contact Kim.


“The One that Got Away” is a story most anglers carry around with them. Do you have a bonefish that got away that still haunts you?

Of course, who doesn’t. Kim and I were fishing the shoreline near the entrance to Flamingo Cay with Simon Bain. It was one of those ideal days, sunny, just enough breeze, perfect visibility, and an uncountable number of bonefish eager to commit suicide. We caught too many fish to count in the 5 to 8 pound range. Then….Simon pointed out a huge shape coming down the shoreline. Kim was on the deck. I was sitting down fooling around with a fly box and tying a new leader. I listened to them assure each other that huge shape was a shark. But the kept talking about it, watching it, saying for sure it had to be a shark, way too big for a bonefish. I paid no attention. Then Simon said it might be a bonefish. Kim got ready to cast. Simon said no way, it’s a shark, it has to be. NO, no, it’s a bonefish, he said. Jesus, cast Kim. I looked up. The fish was on the mangrove shoreline, about fifty feet away. It was huge, and definitely a bonefish, dark, broad, lazing along without a care in the world. Big bonefish almost never do that, especially this close to a boat. Kim made her cast….behind the fish. I couldn’t breath. I hoped she could pick up the fly quietly and cast again. She stripped to get ready to recast, and the huge bone, no more than thirty feet away now, and at least 40 inches long, whipped around, charged and ate Kim’s fly. She set the hook and it was on. It went crazy, through up water in large circles and ripped by the bow of the boat, no more than five feet away. We all saw it perfectly, the massive fish that was in the 20 pound class. We occasionally see fish this size on Andros, but usually in much deeper water. This fish just blazed out into the bay, where there was absolutely nothing to break off on. We have this fish, I thought, we all thought. Simon is now screaming, and Kim is clearing the final part of her line as it flies up off the deck. And then, disaster. We had eaten lunch at Flamingo Cay, and after lunch Kim had forgotten to take off her watch. Normally, she wouldn’t have it on, but this day, that watch band caught the last few inches of fly line, and that enormous bonefish snapped the line like it was a string of cotton candy. No one spoke. We looked back and forth at each other in horror. Silence. Heartbreak. Y bueno. Listo.

What’s your favorite rod/reel at the moment for bonefish?

We like Sage rods, especially the older RPLXi series, and the 5-piece models are so easy to travel with. The new 4-piece models are great also. Reel is an Abel Super 8. No reason to fish with anything else.


Having spent so much time in the Bahamas, have you noticed changes in the Islands over the years?

Sure. Abaco has changed a lot, and is probably the best island for overall enjoyment, combining luxury accommodations with sensational fishing. Islands like the Biminis, that were once sleepy, with legendary guides, and the lore of Hemingway, are now party towns with a major resort and luxury marinas. And we hear many anglers complaining of overcrowding in some areas, and more anglers wanting to DIY, yet wanting to be told how to do it. The truth is that some areas have become crowded, but only a very few areas are like this. In many ways, from a fishing perspective, nothing has really changed other than the quality of guiding has improved across the spectrum. The great guides are still the great guides, but you have a lot more very good guides now. You have more accommodation options, and service on many of the Out Islands has improved. With the economic crisis recently, the Bahamas has cooled off on development, and many lodges that were always booked now have some availability. And on Andros, our favorite place to fish, the fishing is as good or better than ever.

Development always seems like an ax hanging over favorite fishing locations.  Is there anywhere you are particularly worried about at the moment?

Not really. People are worried about the reef on Great Guana due to Baker’s Bay, and the Bimini Beach Resort has certainly put more people on the flats there, but overall, Abaco for example, in spite of a lot of development, it’s still the same. The Marls are still wide open, and north of Cooper’s Town, you can be on flats in a few minutes where you always see big tailing bones. The West Side of Andros is still one of the most beautiful flats areas on earth, and many of the areas or seldom fished. If any serious development were ever planned for the West Side of Andros, then that would be something to worry about.

What do you wear on your feet for a day of stalking bones?

Marlwalker’s for coral flats, and simple neoprene booties with socks for sandy flats. The socks are important, and when you’re in the boat, on the deck, you should wear the socks only, to keep the doctor flies from killing you.

Anything else you’d like to add?

People often ask us, if you only had one day left to fish in the world, where would it be, and with which guide? For Kim and I, that is an easy question, and the answer hasn’t changed in 15 years: Both of us would fish on Andros Island (exactly where, we won’t say). Stephen would fish with Charlie Neymour, and Kim would fish with Andy Smith. In the world of flat’s fly fishing, for us, that would be perfection.

Charlie

Thanks.  I appreciate your time.


21
Mar 11

The Packing List – odds and ends

I posted on the Dan Blanton board asking what some of the unusual suspects were that folks might have on their packing lists.

One of my fav items is Desitin…the diaper rash ointment.  Yeah… get a rash between your thighs and your wading becomes a lot less fun.

Here are some of the other items folks had on their lists… some real winners in here.

  • Benadryl – never know what you or someone else is going to be allergic to
  • Gatorade powder packets, or Nuun for hydration
  • Moleskin
  • Superglue (for closing those cuts)
  • Meat tenderizer (for stingray or jellyfish stings)
  • A reader from yesterday recommended Zeiss lens cloths
  • Pepto, of course
  • Immodium
  • Wet Wipes
  • Head Lamp
  • Duct Tape
  • Extra sunglasses

Some good advice there.  Might put at least a couple of those into the pack for Andros.  I won’t need Gatorade… there will be plenty of beer.

 

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20
Mar 11

Andros… pics… goodness

A little goodness from Deneki and Andros South.

Dick Pitini is a great guy who loves fly fishing and loves taking pictures. He fishes with us at Andros South, and he’s kind enough to send us some images afterwards!

via Flats Skiff | Fishing on Andros Island.

Photos from Dick Pitini.

I’ll be there this time next week.

 

 

To draw a really clear distinction between where I’m at now, and where I’ll be in a week, I went to the San Jose Earthquakes home opener last night.  It was raining… hard.  It was cold.  It was kind of miserable.  To make it worse, they lost.

I did think (often) about how nice it is going to be in Andros.  Yeah… I’m looking forward to it.

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19
Mar 11

Photo Contest Winner – Johan Persson Friberg

I had a little photo contest on the Facebook Page and we came up with a winner, Johan Persson Friberg (click the link if you are into Abaco… do it).  Really, the FB format makes it a bit difficult to do photo contests, but, I’ll look for a better way to get that done in the future.  The prize was 3 dozen flies from the Pile O’Flies I had dropped in my lap just before Christmas.  Johan said I should give those flies to someone that needs or could use them down in Andros… so… that’s where they’ll be going.

Here’s the photo that people liked most…

Yeah... n-i-c-e.

 

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18
Mar 11

Journey Proud

Prior to my Belize trip in November, someone (that’s you Marlow) mentioned the term “journey proud” to me and it has resonated in my head a bit ever since.

With Andros fast approaching I am indeed, again, Journey Proud.

I had trouble getting to sleep last night thinking about flies and rods and leaders and reels.

I spaced on a commitment for my kid’s pre-school… something I just don’t do.

I have a general buzz in my head that certainly won’t cease until my first bonefish is released and swimming away.  There is certainly a lot to do between now and then… I’m still watching for the UPS guy to show up with a couple of packages (one from Redington and one from Skinny Water Culture). I just made sure my Patagonia pants and my Skinny Water Culture shirt were washed.  I want to make sure I have a little ziplock in my flats pack that has some TP in it… to clean my Costa’s (I’ll be taking a new pair of Fantails – not on their site yet – on their first saltwater trip) when they get a little salt spray on them). There are still a few odds and ends to pick up from the store… but I’m getting there.

The rods for the trip are my new Rise 8 wt. (thanks Amanda) and two loaners from Redington, a 7 and 10 (thanks Kara).  The reels and lines are a little more up in the air, but I expect it all to get sorted by the time next Friday rolls around.

The good news is my two Cliff boxes are pretty much full.  I’m still tying, for some reason.  We have a full house all next week involving two adults and three kids as guests, some of whom will be sleeping in the room I use for tying, so… good thing I’m ahead of the curve on filling up those boxes.

No room at the inn (if the inn were my fly boxes)

 

Get some Rise


17
Mar 11

This River is Wild: Last Chance.

Here’s a story from the “This River is Wild” blog, of which I’m a fan.  Don’t know how I missed this on the first go-around, but here it is on re-play.

Over a few beers late one night, my brother and I hatched a plan to hit up a local flat early the next morning. The goal was to catch a bonefish and exact revenge on the hundred or so fish that wanted nothing to do with every pattern I had, the last and only other time, I fished there. It would be my last chance to fish a flat for a bonefish on our annual summer sojourn.

via This River is Wild.: Last Chance..

 

 

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16
Mar 11

Aaron Adams on Fly Size

A bit on fly selection when it comes to size, from the guru of bonefish, Aaron Adams.  This is particularly important given my upcoming trip to Andros.

No matter the size of the bonefish, the tendency will be to eat whatever will fit in the mouth and down the gullet. Bonefish live in a world where a lot of work is required to eat enough to keep their engine running. All of that grubbing in the bottom and eating prey with shells means that for every piece of good food they also ingest undigestibles like sediment and shells. So a bigger meal with less work presents a great advantage.

via Aaron Adams, fly fishing, flies, tarpon, snook, redfish, travel, fly fishing books.

I want to be Aaron when I grow up.

OK... that's a #1... should be a rather big meal there.

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15
Mar 11

Bonefish Flies for South Andros by Idylwilde

This is from Deneki, of course, as they present 5 Idylwilde patterns for South Andros.  You have to like the Idylwilde blog… the tag line is “Marinated in Awesomeness.”

Nice tie from the Idylwilde folks.

5. Paulson’s Bunky Shrimp: This little pattern, in sizes 4& 6, is a uniquely tied “shrimpy” pattern. I used this last May to great success on the shallower East side flats when we were hammering the bones coming out of the inland mangroves. It turns over delicately at distance and the braid over the top of the body helps to keep it gack-free.

via Bonefish Flies for South Andros by Idylwilde.

These patterns all look pretty interesting to me.  I’ve noticed touches of orange or pink in most all of these, as well as, in general, a generous helping of rubber legs.  This particular fly, the Paulson’s Bunky Shrimp, doesn’t have the rubber legs, but… well… it could, I suppose.  A unique looking offering and I’ve been trying to tie up some approximations.

Voila... legs.

Maybe the legs are a bit long, but I figure it is better to start long and trim.  I once (a LONG time ago) was getting a haircut and was asked if I wanted more or less hair.  Yeah… start with more and trim back, harder to go the other way.

I’m still busy at the vice… still trying to fill up my boxes with goodness and flies I have confidence in throwing.  I figure I pulled 40 flies out of my two bonefish boxes… flies I just wasn’t feeling.

Tying is fun.  What can I say?

Seeing a post over at Michael Gracie’s about the same, exact fly.  His version looks good.


14
Mar 11

Grand Slam Reflections… The Bonefish

After getting there and getting the permit and now…

The Bonefish

The bonefish were easy, at least when we had the light. We were playing a school of bones that really, really wanted to cruise past us. All we had to do was cast a line ahead of the school and they would turn around, head down the beach about 50 feet and then slowly come back to us. They just kept coming back and we just kept catching them, trading off on the bow and having a great time.

 

bonefish... lots of 'em.

As Shane was up on deck things got suddenly very tense as the guide spotted a school of permit just beyond the bones while Shane simultaneously spotted three or four permit mixed right in with the bones. Katchu was saying “Cast! No, not that school, the other ones!” while Shane was saying “I don’t want to cast to that school! I’m going to cast to this school!” The debate was a tad heated and Shane ended up casting to the fish he had found. He made the cast, made the strip and the fish ate. He stood there, relaxed and happy as the fish peeled off line at top speed. Then the pull just stopped. The line went slack. The fish had come off.

Shane... hookset.

Shane didn’t understand it. I didn’t understand it. Katchu said something about “you must have hooked it just a tiny bit,” although I don’t know why you’d say that to an angler who has just lost a decent permit. For whatever reason, Shane’s permit didn’t stay on. Another 20 minutes of looking in vain for more permit and we were ready to get back to the bonefish.

Katchu finally took us to the point of a little cay we were fishing and presented us our opportunity to wade. We could see bonefish milling around over a rare patch of white sand below the point of the cay. This was going to be fun. Shane set off to find his own fish, which really is when he’s the happiest. The guide wanted to reposition him but I told him just to let him fish. He continued on his own and his rod was bent plenty.

We could have stayed there caught bonefish for a good long time. The fish weren’t monsters, but bonefish in Belize don’t tend to be scale tippers. What they lack in size they make up for in numbers and we were finding enough bones to keep us interested. It is this kind of action that really draws me to bonefish. When you are finding the fish and they fish are happy, there are few other things I’d want to do more.

I was told that fish in Belize grow slower than fish in other parts of the Caribbean and the current thinking is that this has to do with the size of their prey. The crabs and shrimp are smaller in Belize when compared with Andros or Abaco and so the fish grow at a slower rate. That four pound bonefish in Belize is probably a bit smarter than the four pound bonefish in Grand Bahama because it is likely a couple years older. The smaller prey phenomena has impacts when you are looking at what flies to pack as you’ll be filling your box with more #6’s and #8’s than you might for other Caribbean destinations.

Bones in Belize are different in another way. They tend to be darker in color and there is no surprise why that would be the case. Turtle grass is almost everywhere down in Belize, waving in the tidal currents and snagging your flies if you don’t have weed guards. If you love wading over hard packed white sand flats… well… you should probably go somewhere else.

The bonefish were really what I had come to Belize to find. Ever since I had seen my first bonefish back in Hawaii a few years earlier, I had been fairly obsessed with them. Coming from a small river/pocket water background, I was enthralled with the hunting and visual nature of flats fishing which was such a departure from what I had come to think of as fly fishing. Going from a thousand casts a day to forty casts a day and from never seeing the target to only targeting those fish you see… it was a revelation and a beautiful one at that.

Next up… The Tarpon.