The Fish Whisperer
Daniel Smith grew up just North of Tranquility Bay Resort. He will be writing his fishing reports on the Tranquility Bay Resort blog. Daniel has an enthusiasm for fishing that rivals none. At thirteen years old I often refer to him as “The Fish Whisperer” or an “Old Salt”. He has more time logged with a line in the water than most fisherman who are four to fives time his elder! Watch for “The Fish Whisperer” articles right here.
“Bonefish can dun” – Creole meaning Bonefish won’t stop coming
It was a beautiful day on northern Ambergris Caye, so I decided to grab my fly rod and go for a walk down the beach to look for tailing fish. The wind was just right soft enough to be able to cast and strong enough to not make your fly make a loud splash when it hits the surface. There were plenty of fish on the flats and their eagerness to bite was incredible. I caught one after another, they were all decent sized fish, the smallest about 2 pounds and the biggest around 4 pounds. They were nice fish for the area. There were also some permit on the flats one I got to follow my fly but he wouldn’t bite my fly just a typical permit. There were also some baby reef shark cruising the flat but they wouldn’t bite. By the end of the day I had caught 5 bonefish a good day,with two of the fish besting around 4 pounds and the others 2-3 pounds.
A Passion for Permit
Today I decided to try my luck again. I left a little later than the day before due to the tides. It was a little windier and rougher but the fish still feed regardless of the weather. As I walked up the beach I noticed there weren’t as many fish on the flats as yesterday. Near the end of my walk I saw a school of permit tailing, I casted a crab pattern at them but they wouldn’t bite. I changed my fly as quickly as I could to a pink shrimp and ran down the beach to get ahead of them to make a cast. When I was about twenty feet in front of them I waded out to make a cast. My fly landed five feet in front of them and they progressed forward. As they approached my fly, I started to strip the line, I saw one of the fish move forward and I felt my line get tight as I set the hook. I heard my reel scream as he took off. After a while he started to give in and come towards me I finally had him in my sight as I reeled my line in as fast as I could. I brought him to shore took his picture and let him go. As I advanced up the beach I saw a small group of bonefish and casted but they had no interest in my fly. I reached my turning point and started to wade my way back home. After a while, I saw nervous water headed my way, I made a cast but the fish turned in the opposite direction and I could see it was a permit. I casted in front of him, grabbed his attention, and enticed him to bite. There was an explosion of water as I set the hook and he ran. The fish swam out so far I thought he might spool me, but after a good while he showed signs of weakness and slowly started making his way towards me. It was give and take as I brought him within sight. Five minutes later I had the fish in my grip, I took the hook out and watched him swim away. I didn’t see anything on my way home but I can’t complain because I caught two permit.