My first bonefish!
No shoes...no shirt...no problem...
Actually skin cancer is not a joke so I did wear a shirt while on my recent trip to the Bahamas.
I had been planning this trip since last September with my good college friend, Drew Scrivner, and all expectations were exceeded upon stepping off the small propeller-driven aircraft and onto the sun baked soil of Long Island.
Sure we could of gone snorkeling...lay on the beach...or collect seashells. But, the only thing on our minds was fishing...fishing for bonefish.
Bonefish also known as "gray ghosts" live in inshore tropical waters, moving onto shallow mudflats to feed with the incoming tide, and retreat to deeper water as the tide subsides.
Our days were occupied with sun...tidal flats of gin clear water...and bonefish. I am also convinced that the world would be a better place if everyone listened reggae music.
