Boy ever did we chill today. Those three days camping in a sandstorm hurt us. Sammy’s condo on the Pacific side of Baja rocks the house. Granny spent most of her day sunning at the infinity pool with occasional dips. For lunch we hit the Todos Santos downtown and ate big. Then Granny enjoyed … Read more
Granny and I woke up at our beautiful campsite on a remote Baja beach with high hopes of her landing a roosterfish today. Maybe even a big one. But as we finished off breakfast during sunrise the wind started. And this wind would be more serious than yesterdays. There were a few roosters around. I … Read more
I’m not sure how many times in a row weather on fishing trips can go wrong but I guess there’s no limit when your nickname is “Monsoon”. Granny and I came to the East Cape of Baja yesterday to escape the cold and clouds of the Pacific side but unfortunately those conditions followed us. We … Read more
We headed out for three nights of fishing and camping today but we relaxed at Sammy’s condo in the morning and left around noon. It was a matter of taking the time to be properly organized for camping on the beach. Also, we suffered through an 18 inning Cubs loss last night that kept us … Read more
We probably should’ve suspected a rough day of fishing. Last night around dinner time it got cold here on the Pacific side of Baja. Like in the 50°s cold! Then this morning we woke up to the same and dense fog and clouds. Didn’t matter though, we packed up the car and headed to no … Read more
I left out another roosterfishing hazard yesterday – other anglers. Roosters are so amazing that these days anglers head for Baja with rods and camping gear with no idea what they’re doing. Granny and I drove an excruciating two hours of dirt to get to one of my “secret spots” only to find five clueless … Read more
I’ve been roosterfishing the beaches of Baja for over 20 years. Granny has never been, but she has rolled her eyes a time or two when I got home from a week of roosterfishing. I generally lay on the couch and limp around the yard the first few days complaining of aches and pains. My … Read more
The weather was god-awful the minute I got home from Mauritius until today. Such horror is good for one thing – getting indoor work done such as catching up on my St Brandon’s trip report, cleaning salt off rods and reels and. . . . packing for the next trip. Poor Granny has been dealing … Read more
Whoa! That was a long trip home, but we made it and I can’t wait till the next trip to St Brandon’s Atoll in Mauritius. Thanks everyone for reading the blog. I hope you enjoyed it. A very special thanks to Gerhard Laubscher and the guides of FlyCastaway for inviting me on to this magnificent … Read more
The last day came quick. Scott, Ben and I treasured our final early morning coffee together and watched it get light on Rafael Island here at St Brandon’s Atoll. After the 7 AM breakfast Scott and I climbed aboard with FlyCastaway guide Brendan with hopes to bang up as many bonefish possible. I was … Read more
I love the morning no matter where I’m at. If I’m home, on the Henry’s Fork, the Nunya or drinking my 5 AM coffee with Scott and Ben here at St Brandon’s Atoll in Mauritius. For me it’s the best time of day. After a filling breakfast of eggs and bacon it was off to … Read more
If it wasn’t for Gerhard’s nice Indo-Pacific permit catch yesterday I’d have been tempted to make today “The hunt for the 10lb bonefish”. But he got it done which meant I needed to buckle down yet again and give the yellow permit my best shot. I took a good look at my crab flies then … Read more