I caught the Wrasse on a lure with my spinning pole. I had another hard hit - the fish took the lure straight down to the coral and eventually broke of at the leader.
In total I lost two lures (and kept my cool about it), and figured it was time to try different tactics.
I switched to the flyrod. I stalked the fish, but they weren't giving me any love. Just as Rodney was coming over to say it was time to move, I said "DON'T MOVE". Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a pack of Bonefish swimming in from the right and I was lucky enough to have my line already in their path. I saw them bolt for the fly and stripped hard - FISH ON! I caught (and released) Bonefish (number two on the fly) and am thankful for the opportunity.
Rodney and I packed up and tried another spot.
After a short drive and a walk through a jungle, Bonefish perfection lay ahead of me...
Stay tuned for the next post
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