Bait and Switch

  In mid-July, we headed to Cabo San Lucas, Mexico for a family reunion.  Upon hearing that, only one thing popped into the minds of my brother and I, and that one thing has a huge and unique dorsal fin and has been dubbed “the Elizabeth Hurley of game fish.”   If we didn’t want to be anti-social, we had […]

Game of Bones

  It is the latter half of the trip and I am all alone on the island sleeping in a hammock on the beach. The night before storms kept rolling through, leaving my gear and sleeping quarters soaked for most of the night. With only an hour or two of sleep, I embarked on a grueling hike filled with a […]

As Skinny As It Gets

Late summer in the Mid-Atlantic region. Temperatures are in the high 90s and water levels are low and gin clear. Trico mayflies are hatching in the morning and weary trout are gorging themselves on them. Problem is, the tricos run on average between a size 22 -26 hook and the trout are so educated that 7-9x is often required to […]

Knowing What To Look For

By the third day I had fallen into a routine. Adjusting to “island” time, I found myself sleeping in late, sitting and enjoying the view on the porch, and maybe fishing for an hour or two before picking up my brother from school. With bonefishing being as difficult as it is on the island, I learned over the past few […]

Flying Solo

With my brother still teaching for most of  the trip, I was flying solo around the islands and hitting up some favorite spots for the last time. This meant that I would have little opportunity to get some proper images. Most of the images from the trip will be GoPro video stills (sorry everybody). Last year we explored a more […]

One Last Time.

Three years ago, my brother Matt decided that he was going to leave his inner city Baltimore teaching job and assume the same position in the Caribbean. A fortunate byproduct of that decision was its impact on my fly fishing. As a teacher, I too have the summer’s off, and it became a destination of mine to travel and take […]

The Ides of March

Interestingly enough, carping in month of March made me miss the hardships I endured back in January and February. Spring was definitely here. Large shoals of carp were now staging in the shallows. Amongst the shoal, small groups could be found cruising, tailing, sunning, you name it..they were doing it. It was chaos…

Golden Bones of Winter

Last year we set a goal to catch at least one carp per month, January through December. This came about spur of the moment after Mark landed his first of the year in January. Neither of us got it done. I failed in January and had to wait eleven long months to try again… JANUARY: Eagle Claw Featherlight 5/6…FTW! Since […]