Okay, tomorrow is November 1, and even though it's been fairly warm here in the Northeast, I'm still in a funk because I've fished so darn little
this year, and the opportunities to get out for one last cast are growing fewer and fewer. So, I'll pose the question that usually comes up at the end of
each season:
Where's your dream fly fishing trip? You have the resources to go anywhere and take one partner with you.
This is a tough one for me, and the answer likely changes year to year. Right now, I'd lean toward a tropical saltwater excursion, possibly on one of the S. Pacific atolls or the Seychelles where a guy has a chance to get into all kinds of giants, including big bonefish, trevally, tunas, etc. A great deal of this is wade fishing (I'd want to be wading... love being in the water when I fish). Years past I'd have picked the Tierra Del Fuego region of South America for some dynamite trout (including bruiser sea-run brownies).
Second choice would probably be something along the lines of a Central American destination where a guy could get into big peacocks and have the option of hitting the coast for snook, tarpon, etc. Third might be Cuba. In addition to some largely unspoiled saltwater fishing, there are a number of freshwater lakes in Cuba that were stocked with largemouth bass early in the 1900s and that have gone virtually unfished since Castro's revolution.
Mike
Where's your dream fly fishing trip? You have the resources to go anywhere and take one partner with you.
This is a tough one for me, and the answer likely changes year to year. Right now, I'd lean toward a tropical saltwater excursion, possibly on one of the S. Pacific atolls or the Seychelles where a guy has a chance to get into all kinds of giants, including big bonefish, trevally, tunas, etc. A great deal of this is wade fishing (I'd want to be wading... love being in the water when I fish). Years past I'd have picked the Tierra Del Fuego region of South America for some dynamite trout (including bruiser sea-run brownies).
Second choice would probably be something along the lines of a Central American destination where a guy could get into big peacocks and have the option of hitting the coast for snook, tarpon, etc. Third might be Cuba. In addition to some largely unspoiled saltwater fishing, there are a number of freshwater lakes in Cuba that were stocked with largemouth bass early in the 1900s and that have gone virtually unfished since Castro's revolution.
Mike
