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The Bahamas is a State of Mind
There's nowhere I love to fly fish more than the Bahamas, but it isn't all about the fishing. I guess I've always been a cultural voyeur. Whenever I travel I can't be satisfied just being on vacation. I have to try and immerse myself in...
Friends Don’t Let Friends Fish Muds
"THIS IS THE KIND OF BONEFISHING THAT RUINS YOU. THE KIND OF FISHING THAT IMPAIRS YOUR ABILITY TO MAKE GOOD DECISIONS." The sky is a perfect robin's egg blue. Reflections of the morning sun dance on the underside on the mangroves giving the bright green...
Who’s Afraid of the Big Bad Guide
SCOTT IS ALMOST IN TEARS. He is doubled over laughing. The drag on his reel is screaming. If he doesn't get his composure soon he'll likely loose a nice fish. From the platform Josie Sands is steadily chewing his ass. "No Scott! That was all wrong," the...
Sunday Classic / Friends Don’t Let Friends Fish Muds
"THIS IS THE KIND OF BONEFISHING THAT RUINS YOU. THE KIND OF FISHING THAT IMPAIRS YOUR ABILITY TO MAKE GOOD DECISIONS." The sky is a perfect robin's egg blue. Reflections of the morning sun dance on the underside on the mangroves giving the bright green...
I Love The Bahamas Photo Essay
As the weather cools off, I can’y help but think about bone fishing in the Bahamas. Temperatures are dipping into the bearable range here in Georgia. I’ve been spending a lot of evenings and mornings on the porch and I know I should be looking forward...