So I haven't posted my usual Snook and Tarpon night time reports lately, been mostly fishing out of the kayak/canoe in the early AM mostly on the weekends, but occasionally before work. Fished a bit with Brandon (Cannible), and some other non-forum buddies down in the everglades and have done well on Snook and Reds. Been really making a push to use the fly rod more and my local trips have been all about trying to get my first bonefish. I got a new kayak at the beginning of the new year and have been trying to make a few trips a month in the bay looking for bones. Wasn't seeing many fish early in the year but as it has warmed up I have gotten more and more shots. Lots of flies landing on top of fish, fish changing directions, tails disappearing just outside of range, etc, etc, I had/have become a glutton for this type of punishment though. Finally last weekend the stars aligned and I had a nice shot at a school of crusing/waking fish and dropped my little slider 15 feet in front of the school. Waited a few seconds and started stripping short and fast. I honestly thought I was snagged when my line came tight, but the next second the line at my feet was shooting through the guides and before I knew it backing was flying off the reel. Had a nervous moment picking up line when the fish turned back towards me, but after a few minutes I had my first bonefish on fly yak-side. Took a good while to revive but I made sure he was ok and paddled next to him til he had the strength to shoot off and leave me waiting for my next fix.

Not a bad one!