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Saturday, May 03, 2003
First Eleuthera Bone2
May 3, 2003
Thorne had to pick up Alex by 9AM at Rock Sound airport, so we boogied down to our newly-discovered Deep Creek flat in the early morning. After driving out to the point and walking along the creek inshore towards the flat, we decided to drive back along the dirt road, park, and check out the flat on the ocean side of the road. Almost instantly, as we waded the warm incoming tide, we began to see wakes and other tell-tale signs of pisctorial activity. Thorne chased some fish into the mangroves on the far bank. Sumin headed towards nervous water on the opposite shoreline. I poked around the mangroves with Thorne, but decided to go fish with Sumin after a few minutes. As I waded his way, I nearly anxious and restless minutes of indecision. Sure enough, I walked over a pod of five or six fish. Backing up, I stuck a ten foot cast to these fish, and a small bone-dog pounced on the fly (a #6 Bonefish Scampi).
Thorne had to pick up Alex by 9AM at Rock Sound airport, so we boogied down to our newly-discovered Deep Creek flat in the early morning. After driving out to the point and walking along the creek inshore towards the flat, we decided to drive back along the dirt road, park, and check out the flat on the ocean side of the road. Almost instantly, as we waded the warm incoming tide, we began to see wakes and other tell-tale signs of pisctorial activity. Thorne chased some fish into the mangroves on the far bank. Sumin headed towards nervous water on the opposite shoreline. I poked around the mangroves with Thorne, but decided to go fish with Sumin after a few minutes. As I waded his way, I nearly anxious and restless minutes of indecision. Sure enough, I walked over a pod of five or six fish. Backing up, I stuck a ten foot cast to these fish, and a small bone-dog pounced on the fly (a #6 Bonefish Scampi).
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