Southeasterlies, benign breezes, quarter moon, decent visibility, shore breeze, the fishing should be dynamite. But it’s more like a steady burn. We are fishing for tarpon every day with fly rods, hunting sleepers. It’s hard hunting, hours of patient poling and quiet stalking. Sometimes we think about an individual fish, or a small school of them for a couple of days before making the next attempt. Always hopeful for that sudden burst of migrating fish, we are honing our techniques for the opportunities that are here now, and they are demanding. Small flies, long leaders and light tippetts. Alan Small getting three in the air in a day and a half, all of them sighted sleepers, 35, 50 and 70 pounds.
May 20, 2003
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