Friday, November 27, 2009

Bonefishing on Mars

Twig Tolle casting at the lodge at sunrise. plenty of bonefish right in front of the lodge.

Turneffe Atoll is located approximately 30 miles off the coast of Belize but it may as well have been on the face of Mars. The series of keys is surrounded by a shallow reef, outside the reef I was told the water was 3000 meters deep! I could not even comprehend water that deep but I do know what lives on the shallow rocky terrain just inside the reef, thousands of bonefish that don't want to become bait. Last week I was lucky enough to host a group of my clients to Turneffe Flats Lodge, located right on the atoll. The accommodations were first class, the food was incredible, and the people were excellent, that is all bonus because the amount of bonefish I saw in a week was mind blowing.

here is a snapshot of the group I hosted.

There was not a single flat that we stopped at that did not have schools of bonefish and I mean schools. Now some of you are probably already thinking well that makes for easy bonefishing and your wrong. The fish that live on the shallow flats near the reef are always on high alert and very aware of their surroundings. It requires the right presentation, the right fly (very small #8 and #10 bonefish flies) and the right fish, then once you hook the bastards a lot of skill fighting them on very light drag through the rocks, coral, and small mangrove trees, not easy! If you want easy they have easy as well. After the first day our guide Elvis was tired of us complaining about how the fish don't eat well so he said I am going to take you somewhere tomorrow that you can catch as many bonefish as you want until you get bored with it. I looked at my client Rob Alpers who was my fishing partner on this trip and I could read his mind, "Why the hell didn't you go there today?". Rob just likes to catch fish, he doesn't care what kind of fish or what kind of tackle he catches it on, that is one of the reasons that Rob is one of my favorite clients. The next morning we spent the first couple hours looking for permit with no luck, that is when Elvis said okay Rob are you ready to go and catch some bonefish? We went to a flat that was about 4 feet deep and staked out the boat and Elvis pointed out a dark area of water. Elvis instructed Rob, "Cast your fly in there and let it sink then strip it out slow." I chimed in, "what fly should he use?" Elvis, "Doesn't matter." It didn't Rob hooked up right away and landed his bonefish on fly, then another and another. I could see them flashing like a school of sardines on the beach off Stuart. There had to be thousands in a very small area. After Rob had some fun with the smaller then average bonefish I decided I would catch a few before we left and went back to Mars. My goal was to see how many in a row I could catch and on my eighth cast I came back empty handed so I said well 7 is enough for me. Needless to say we both had our fill of the "kiddie pool", as I coined it.

This is why I call it Mars, good luck landing a bonefish in this terrain!

open this image to full size and see if you can see the tails?

We even let Elvis get into the action.
A "kiddie pool" bonefish.

I don't want any of you to get the wrong idea, the reason I keep referring to this place as Mars is just because of the terrain that we mostly fished. Turneffe is an incredibly beautiful place with crystal clear water and miles of flats and even an inside lagoon with miles of mangrove shorelines. Elvis just preferred to walk the reef edge looking for the schools of bonefish and again we found plenty. After the first few days I was getting better at presenting to the fish. I quit trying to make super long cast and focused on positioning myself where I could make one or two false casts and put the fly gently near the school and I began to hook up more frequently. Landing about a 50/50 ratio with lots of cut offs and pulled hooks. I think my favorite part was just wondering off on my own, while Elvis stayed with Rob, and soaking in all the life on the flats. Millions of small hermit crabs and conch that live in the coral are the bonefishes main diet, that is why small flies like the bonefish bitter work so well. I also saw huge schools of big rainbow parrot fish, boxfish, triggerfish, snappers, all very cool sights for a guy that spends most of his time in water that you can hardly see the bottom.



There are a lot of places in the Caribbean that you can target bonefish but what makes Turneffe such and interesting place is that the atoll has a large permit population as well. After 5 days of fishing no one in the group had a caught a permit, some were seen but none were hooked. I think the weather played a factor in it, mostly cloudy skies and northwest winds. Elvis keep saying if we get an east wind the fishing will be better but we only had one day left?
The last day, like the day before it was overcast and raining and my thoughts were, oh well, I still had a great time. Then while standing on our first flat of the morning soaking wet from all the rain the skies parted and the sun was shining! Even better the wind started to lightly blow from the east. As I wondered off on my own chasing around a school of bonefish I can hear yelling in the distance. I turned and I could see Elvis with his hands in the air and Rob holding his rod as high as he could, Elvis was yelling to me, "Get your camera, permit, permit, permit!!!" As I nearly killed myself running back to the boat to get my gear, Rob and Elvis ran through the coral trying to keep the permit hooked. I began heading towards them with my camera bag when I say Elvis reach in the water and hold a permit high above his head. What an incredible sight, I only wish I was there closer to watch it all transpire. I get so much enjoyment out of watching someone catch a fish of a lifetime, I guess that's why I guiding so much. After tons of pictures we released the permit and watched him swim along the shallows that followed the reef, you know "Mars". Needless to say everyone was happy and spirits were high, then in typical Rob fashion he said, "Hey Elvis, how can I catch one of these boxfish?" Elvis replied, "everything out here loves conch", and while I wondered off to chase more bonefish Rob and Elvis spent the next hour harassing boxfish with conch on a light spinning rod. I told you Rob doesn't care he just loves to fish and maybe some of us should take a lesson and just have more fun when we fish. I also swear his attitude pays off for him ten fold, some of you may remember Rob as the guy that caught 7 permit on fly with me one half day a few years ago.





What an incredible trip, everyone caught bonefish and soaked in the beauty of Belize. Rob went home with the only permit caught that week at the lodge and in the airport on the way home I specifically remember Rob saying to me, "you know those boxfish are a blast to catch!"

If any of you are interested in going to Belize just let me know and I can get you in touch with the lodge or just wait until next year because I am going back again for sure.
John

Here are just a variety of pics from the trip. I know most of you just look at the pictures anyway!
Elvis our guide for the week.
one of the cabanas at the lodge.
















love these Hatch reels!
I was really happy with my Crowder fly rods

a face only a mother could love, & a bunch of fly fishing junkies!














Below are a series a pictures I took with my Pentax Optio W60







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Monday, November 9, 2009

Where have I been hiding?

Niagara Falls at night

Where have I been hiding? Well, really nowhere. This time of the year is my slower season for charters and I decided to take advantage of a couple opportunities to do some traveling. I just returned home from New York state where I met up with Nick Pujic and his crew from Fly Max Films. Nick is the film maker who rode with me this past summer when we filmed, Fly Nation- Stuart, FL, by now most of you have seen the trailer full of killer tarpon, permit, jack and cobia action. By the way, the full length version is going to be shown at the film tour.

L to R -Rob McAbee, Yoshi Aoki, Rebekka Redd, Naoto Aoki, me, Nick Pujic, Josh Nugent, Tim Myers.

I flew into Buffalo, NY where I met up with 7 others, I will post a picture listing everyone. The first day we drove into Canada to fish the Niagara river, dirty water due to high winds the day before made it tough fishing, I believe we only landed one brown trout but, the scenery was beautiful! The next three days we spent in the Oak Orchard area of NY, I was very impressed with the amount of fish in such a small stretch. I really looked at this opportunity in two ways as a photographer and as a fisherman. I really wanted to catch one of these big browns but, I also really badly wanted to photograph someone with one. We broke up into groups to cover more water, I spent day two with Rebekka and Nick. Nick shot video, Rebekka fished and I shot stills. Rebekka landed a nice female brown trout that I got to photograph. Luckily for me Rebekka does not take a bad picture, so photos were easy. By the third day of fishing I was still skunked and I was getting colder by the day, not the recipe I was hoping for. I really wasn't that cold the first two days but the third morning was different. I woke up feeling a little off that morning, not my chipper self, but I pushed through because I knew that this was my day to fish. The crew really wanted to see if I could fish and not just take pictures. I guess I had something to prove. It didn't take long for the Aoki brothers, Naoto and Yoshi, (aka fish ninjas) to locate some browns for me. After about 10 minutes of throwing to the same fish I think the brown finally started to feel sorry for me and decided to eat! Naoto landed the fish and handed it over to me so he could photograph it. At this point I was freezing cold and I just realized that I had to put my hands in the water. These are things you don't think of when your standing in your flip flops in south Florida. So after a quick photo session I let the beautiful brown trout go. Okay, now my teeth are chattering and I can't feel my toes or hands for that matter and after another hour or so on the water my entire body was shivering! Not a good sign, so I finally checked my manhood at the door and told those guys I was heading back to the truck to warm up. That was the last I put on my waders for the rest of the trip. I ended up catching a wicked awesome cold (that is for all you folks from NE) and even bronchitis, that I am still trying to get over as I sit here at home 5 days later.













Photo by Yoshi Aoki

Photo by Naoto Aoki

I don't want anyone reading this to get the wrong idea, the fishing was good, as a group we caught plenty of browns, and steelhead. Rob McAbee, you know the Bug Slinger guy, caught his largest brown ever, 16 pounds and a nice steelhead and the fish ninjas caught countless fish. For me the fishing was secondary because I got to spend 5 days with some of my favorite friends that I don't get to see often enough.

Enjoy the pictures, I am going to finish beating this cold because I leave for Belize on Saturday. This time I am traveling south not north! Stay tuned for a report from Turneffe Flats lodge in Belize!

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Today offshore

Look what came up to today's chum! 30# dolphin. We also had two sailfish and another big dolphin up to the boat but this was the only one landed. Snook and jacks in the morning and big dolphin in the afternoon. I love Stuart.
John









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Wednesday, September 30, 2009

The fall mullet run

The fall mullet run is in full effect. Here a couple pictures from Monday morning. Tarpon, jacks and snook are the main targets of the mullet run. Sorry for the short post, my hands are still cramped from typing the Montana report.
John









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Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Long Drives & Short Casts

Well I haven't posted in a while so I thought I would make up for it in one big post. If you have time to waste go ahead and read it, if not just check out the fish porn and let me know what you think. I actually wrote this with a pen and paper (the old fashion way) on the trip home. I can't help but continually relive this trip. Enjoy!

Check out the bug on top of the trout's head, didn't notice that until I got home.

I'm sitting in the airport in Milwaukee watching the hustle and bustle of all the people. I can't help but to bring myself back to Eight Mile Creek in Montana, the site of my first trout. Not just any trout but a beautiful rainbow taken on a dry fly. Before I get too much into the fishing I've experienced, I need to take you back to how I got here.


What started as a simple trip to Denver for the Fly Tackle Retailers show has turned into a life changing experience. A half a year ago or so my good friend Rob McAbee, you know the Bug Slinger guy, and I planned a trip to Denver via Montana. Sounds great a two week RV trip across the country in pursuit of new experiences and trout. What I didn't plan is that a couple months before the trip my life would be turned upside down, my marriage ended. No details are needed, unfortunately in this time and day divorce is all too common. I couldn't figure out wether this trip was coming at a good time or bad? I even considered, although for only a moment, not going. I am glad I went because this trip was very therapeutic! Here is my story of a long drive with many short casts.

Hangin with Rob at his house in Grayslake, IL the night before the trip

I must admit I was just as excited about the trip across the country in an RV as I was the adventures waiting for me on the other end. That feeling quickly dissolved about 3 hours into the trip when I had seen enough corn for 10 lifetimes. You see I flew into Milwaukee to meet up with Rob and his RV, aka the Bug Slinger mothership, from there it was across Minnesota, South Dakota, Wyoming, and finally into Montana. 22 hours of nothing, except a few roadside oddities, like wind farms, the world's largest bull's head, a 10 ton log, and a skeleton walking a T-rex, (don't ask just drive I-90 and you'll see it, or just check out the pictures). I must admit this was all pretty cool for a Florida Boy. After 2 days on the highway we found our way through 20 minutes of dirt roads and straight to Eightmile Ranch. Eightmile Ranch is owned by a very good client of mine and is truly a flyfisherman's utopia. Eightmile creek runs through the 8000 acre ranch and is dotted with 4 ponds that are all attached to the creek. Both the ponds and creek are littered with rainbows, brook, and cutthroat trout. Not the toughest fishery but perfect for a trout virgin like me. After a quick tour by the ranch manager we headed to the Bunkhouse, our cabin on the ranch, loaded up the Land Cruiser, which we were given to use, (I told you it was a good client) and headed to the creek were we saw a rainbow eating naturals during our tour. I didn't want my first trout to be taken while stripn' a wooley bugger, so Rob gave me the first shot with the dry. I think Rob called it a PMD? Whatever the hell that is? I don't care it was some cool shit. I moved into position and made a perfect roll cast, okay perfect for a guy that has never even had to roll cast before. The trout came up slowly and sipped my fly, I followed that with a huge hook set stealing the fly right out from the rainbows mouth. This happened 4 times before I got it through my thick head not to set it so hard. I told you these fish weren't too tough on the 5 attempt I set the hook with a gentle raise of the rod and I was on. Rob, said he thought he saw a tear in my eye, I was sooooo happy!

World's largest Bull's head, or so they say.

Skeleton walking a T-Rex, told you so...





The mothership at the ranch.




The sun setting over the Black Hills in South Dakota


The Bunkhouse

The Landcruiser

I think it was my second trout? lost count.




So now that I have dried my eyes and I got that first trout out of the way all bets were off and Rob started showing me how to fish such tight waters. I am used to 80 foot casts with tight loops not bow and arrow casts? Needless to say Rob smoked me but I held my own and after three days on the ranch we had both caught our share of rainbows, brookies, and cutthroats.



Here is a picture of the fish that brought a tear to my eye!


Eightmile Creek




Big brookie that I had the pleasure of catching and photographing.


So after 3 days of just slaying fish on the ranch we decided to go to Yellowstone and put me to the real test, the Soda Butte creek. Rob warned me that the fish will not be as big as on the ranch and that they would mostly be cutthroats. He was right they were all cutthroats and mostly small, although I did manage a real nice one to end the afternoon. Once again Rob smoked me. Yellowstone blew me away, we hardly have what someone would call a hill in Florida? I saw Buffalo or Bison, no one can seem to tell me the difference, also elk, coyotes, (at least that is what everyone on the side of the street told that dot on the side of the mountain was), and pronghorn. Oh yes, let me not forget the deer, they are like the armadillos in Florida, roadkill every few miles. I'm not much of a hunter other then some wing shooting but, those deer are not too smart. I have no idea why you guys have to put deer urine on yourself to shot them? Just stand on the side of any road in Montana and have a field day. Yellowstone rocked!

An elk just walking through town at Mammoth, just inside the park.








This guy was just walking down the middle of the street.

Didn't see any?

We fished hoppers most of the time, mainly because I could see them!





At this point I did not think the fishing could get any better and dude was I wrong! After our day in Yellowstone we hooked up with one of Rob's friends that is a guide, rep, and character to say the least, he goes by Modobi. His real name is John Dobson. John is a classic guy that really doesn't give a shit about what anyone else thinks of him, he just knows how he is going to be and lives life to the fullest. A sticker on John's truck says it all "Cause walkin just sucks!" you see John is a drift boat guide and after fishing with him a couple days, I'm a drift boat guy! I love this guy and can't wait until the next time I can fish with him. We meet John in Livingston and followed him 3 hours to the Big Horn, I thought it was a bit odd that we were going to start fishing at 1:00 in the afternoon? Hell in Florida the boat is clean and a cold beer is in hand by noon? Anyway, John explained that all the boats would be well ahead of us and that we should not see another boat, that was what I wanted. The fishing was spectacular I threw hoppers the whole time and lost count of how many rainbows and browns I caught. I even had one eat at the ramp while John was putting the boat in. To top off our trip on the Big Horn we camped along the river and drifted it again the next day, with the same results. Here are some side notes from the Big Horn, the second day we headed into the huge town of Fort Smith, home of 3 fly shops and a trailer park. I felt right at home with the trailer park but in Florida we only have fly shops every 30 miles or more. I also learned that the beer of choice by drift boat guides out west is Pabst Blue Ribbon (PBR), and is now a favorite of mine, along with Fat Tire and Two Hearted. Another favorite saying of Modobi's is "Dry feet and dry flies" I told you he is a drift boat guide. I can't forget this one, (I'm going to steal this one for my charters) I missed a fish and tried to go back to it and John just said "Brother, he's not going to eat again! He just had the "steel meal".

Camping on the shore of the Big Horn. Alright, so we didn't sleep in the dirt.



The man, the myth, the legend, Modobi.

Here is a shot of Rob rowing the drift boat, I even rowed and guided those guys to a double rainbows!


PBR and drift boats, need I say more?







Hoppers were everywhere, my new favorite fishing. Hopper and f#%* the dropper.

Sunset on the Big Horn.

Shameless promotion, you'll see a lot of that from me, because my sponsors rock!

Dobson, aka Modobi, with a huge bumper trout, only found on the Drive in.

Had to have Dobson snap a shot of me and Rob at the Drive in.



Just one of the hoppers we used on the Big Horn, this is "Trixie the hooker"
Although, the one that caught the most fish for me was called the "Brazilian", I let you figure out what that means.


Even though at this point the fishing was done, the fun had just begun. After fishing the Big Horn for two days it was on to Denver for the Fly Tackle retailers show. We meet up with my good friend and Oakley rep, Paul Heatherington, and found a killer campsite in Golden, CO. I will spare you all the boring BS about the show, shake hands and talk fishing with everyone you meet. Although I did make one observation, most people I met out there when they heard I was a guide in Florida, they responded, " Oh, where in the Keys do you guide?" My thought was, "Oh, if you knew what your missing!" I did however meet some incredible people out there and I would not be doing this post any justice if I did not give them a shout out. First, I meet Brian O'Keefe, and Todd Moen, they are the guys behind Catch Magazine, an internet porn site for flyfishing and photography junkies, hmm... do I know someone like that? Hopefully you will see some of my shots there soon, I can wish right? Next shout out is to the guys of World Angling, some of the best film makers in the industry, Dave Teper, Will Benson, and Jeff Lugutki. I have fished with Dave before but this was the first I met the other guys and now I have some new buds. I also had a chance to hook up with some old friends like, Pat Ford, Carter Andrews and his wife Heidi, and of course Nick Pujic. Nick is one of the main reasons I went out to the show this year. Nick and his wife Nicole, run Fly Max Films and Canadian Flyfisher magazine. They are ones that I shot with back in June. "Fly Nation, Stuart, FL" was shot in just 5 days in Stuart, FL with yours truly and out of 40 submissions to the Drake Fly Fishing Film Awards our was selected as one of 10 shown. This was the highlight of my whole trip, seeing that film on the big screen sent chills up my back, we did not win any of the awards but, being selected was reward enough. Thank you Nick for all your hard work! Our next goal is to make it onto next years Film Tour, which I will again be hosting in Stuart, FL 2010. That brings me into the end of this post, you see Nick has a crew of people that work for him and with him on these projects and I consider myself lucky to be part of this group. I now have friends for life like, Nicole Parks, Rebekka Redden, April Volkey, Nancy Cairns, (Nick obviously loves surrounding himself with women, and beautiful ones) and Franckie Blanchet, spey casting extraordinar. All from Canada and all exceptional people. I can't end this without giving the biggest shout out of all and that is to my very good friend Rob, 2 weeks in an RV together and we didn't even kill each other, your like a brother now. This trip could not have come at a better time for me, it just sling shotted me down a new road, so watch out life!
If you took the time to read this, thank you, and if you just looked at the pictures then you suck because it took me like 3 hours to write this and another 3 to post it.
Thanks,
John

Rob and Dave Teper hangin at The Drake both.


Left to right, Rob McAbee, Nick Pujic, Paul Heatherington, Rebekka Redden, and me.



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Just a teaser



Just wanted to let everyone know I made it back from Montana alive. Here is a teaser for things to come. I have loads of pictures to go through and lots of typing to do.


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Friday, August 7, 2009

Repost of the Fly Nation trailer.

I will soon have this posted to my webpage but for now I will re post it for those of you that didn't see it. Nick and Nicole and everyone at Fly Max Films are incredible. I will let the trailer speak for itself. Click on the link below to check it out
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