How could I not notice the story in the HuffPo called “A Girl’s Guide to Bonefishing?” Easy. I did notice it.
Ever since I read an article in Garden and Gun abouta bonefishing trip that Yvon Chouinard and Tom Brokaw took, I was curious about the sport. Mostly because it takes place in my favorite place of all, the shallow, crystal-clear turquoise waters of the Caribbean. Then, a coworker told me about his dad’s experience doing it and that it was “really hard,” and I got “hooked” on the idea. I had to try it. Plus, it is fun to say “bonefishing.”
It is fun indeed. The ill-informed think I’m being dirty when I say it.
Added kudos to Maria Rodale for bringing her 5 year old daughter along.
Hey! I have a 5 year old who actually ASKS me to go bonefishing in the Bahamas. This is great fodder for an eventual trip. I’m thinking that, like Maria, my little girl might not start off with a fly rod, but if I can get her out on the flats somewhere and get her into a fish, that would be pretty much as close to victory as I have a right to expect.
Well played Maria. We can talk later about proper handling of bonefish… for now, enjoy your victory.
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