The 4wt Diaries…

Strip…strip…strip…BOOM!!! Its amazing the power of the bluegill to wipe away all those shit days on the water. The greatest confidence builder I have ever known. I have to admit that lately things have been slow. A couple of busted knots and bent hooks lately have had me contemplating why the hell I love this sport so much. So, a couple […]

Coming in hot

It’s okay; I can hear the questions already. What’s the Cali. dude doing writing for a Florida blog? The simple answer is, hell if I know. I mean, we do have a Skinny Water Culture here on the West Coast (it’s the best coast, what what!).

Dinner For 17

Morning on the very tip of the Baja Peninsula, otherwise known as Cabo San Lucas, and we are taking a taxi to the marina for our second ever guided trip. I have been itching the entire time to go fishing and this was going to be my one shot. My family convinced me to put down the rod and they […]

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 […]

A Three Month Hiatus

Back in April I had abandoned one of my favorite carping spots in search of new water. The fish in this particular venue had become almost too savvy to compete with. After three months of fishing elsewhere it was time to say hello to my favorite group of fish once again. Back in April the tools of the trade consisted […]

First Permit on Fly!

On Saturday morning I decided to wake up super early to drive down to the Keys. I was not expecting much after all the boat traffic from mini-season but the weather was going to be stellar! I hauled ass and got to the area I wanted to fish….when I’m about 500yds away coming off plane all I see is spikes….it […]

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 […]