Here is a great “Guest Blog” from Greg Kaltenecker who I had talked with earlier in the year. He was looking for a place for him and his wife to spend some relaxing vacation time with maybe a few hours of bonefishing thrown in. By the way, the majority of emails I get follow a similar line, “where can my wife and I go?” Most then also have a follow up line something like “would be nice if there were some bonefish around, but don’t tell my wife I mentioned it.” “My wife and I spent a nice 5 days at Chad’s place in Casuarina Point (Sand Dollar Cove Cottages). I wanted to thank you again for the recommendation and the fishing information. Chad’s place was very nice, he was friendly and welcoming, and the beach and area were serene and awesome. I was struck everywhere we went on Abaco just how relaxed and uncrowded it was. No one on the roads, even Marsh Harbor was quiet. We never felt unsafe and no place we went had that yucky ” Touristy” feel. As to the fishing, well, we were only there 5 days and it was an anniversary trip, so I feel like I never really got into it, though my wife might disagree. The first morning we walked the beach to the south for about 2 miles but there was a good chop coming in and the water was pretty murky along shore. When we got back it was low tide and I fished the flat at the mouth of the little creek just south of the house, next to the point with the cabana on it. Visibility was good and I spotted a single tailing fish right away. It came over and took my fly on the first cast, charged me, almost running between my legs, then dashed off for deeper water. My line was wrapped around a strap on my fishing bag and it promptly broke off when it came tight. We spent the rest of the day going into town and shopping, lunch, snorkeling, etc. so no more fishing. The next day I took the boat out by myself to the Duck Caye flats. It was low tide at daybreak, slick calm, and overcast. Beautiful! Bones, big ones, were tailing everywhere. But holy crap, are they ever tough! It’s almost ridiculous. They spook if the fly or line lands anywhere within 20 feet of them. I had to stalk and get on my knees, cast way ahead of them, and hope they swam near the fly. They would spook from seeing the line or leader moving, even from the fly moving on several occasions. I did manage to set up one large bonefish perfectly, though. He swam over the fly, I twitched it slowly and he followed, then took. He shot across the flat and was 150 yards into my backing within 2-3 seconds. Pretty fun! But, for no apparent reason, the fly came out so I didn’t land it. This was the 5+ lber I wanted to land, too……. I fished to tailing fish all morning, they were everywhere. It was an awesome experience. These fish were all averaging big, too, huge tails, many singles or small groups. They were all ridiculously tough. The next morning I went with the neighbor fellow, who was also fishing. This second morning we fished the “Point of Spit” flats again at low tide with almost no wind. Again there were bones everywhere, tailing, waking, feeding. We did a little better. I landed one and hooked another two. I think Steve, the other fellow, landed three. These were smaller fish but still solid 2-4 lbers. Next day we went out again into a later tide, rain, and a driving wind. They fish weren’t there, even on the same tide. Wind was howling whitecaps across the flats, visibility was horrible. We only saw a few tailers. Steve landed one. Well, all in all, even though these fish were tougher than most permit I’ve fished to, I wanted to fish flats covered with tailing bonefish, and I did. It was beautiful, thanks again for the recommendation. Just thought I’d give you an update and say thanks again.” Thanks Greg
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