Monday, April 18, 2011

Changes in Latitudes...

Sometimes, the cure to the cold and wet Idaho spring is a trip south. Way south. I need an attitude adjustment, and I'm stealing shamelessly from the Caribbean Troubadour himself. It's time to put my toes in the ocean and stretch some fly line. If I don't, there's a chance this winter will last forever.

Over the next couple of days I'll be sending frequent dispatches from the flats of Lower Laguna Madre, and from the beach on South Padre Island, where I've arranged for a little fly fishing, thanks to a number of folks in the area who are helping me make it all happen.

First, I'll be staying at The Palms Resort, right on the beach. Today, as a cold rain falls in Idaho, I can envision standing in the surf, casting for speckled trout (or hell... just standing in the surf will do just fine, thank you) and taking in a day when the thermometer reads something north of 80. I can hear old Mr. Buffett in my head, God bless him, telling me that things'll get better with warmer weather, a bottle of rum and a little introspection. While the latter two can be done as the snow falls in April, the former requires a little effort. South Texas, here I come.

Then, thanks to the great folks at SPI Kayak, I'll be cruising the flats of Lower Laguna Madre and watching for those famous tails–this is redfish country, and I'm going to wander the backcountry in search of hungry drum and a tight fly line.

Then, to top it all off,  I've been given a guide to show me the ropes and to help me correct all the little mistakes I'm sure I'll have made on the kayak. This is real flats fishing from a boat, with an expert guide (Capt. Eddy Curry) showing me the ropes. To say I'm excited is an understatement.

Up yours, winter. I'm taking matters into my own hands.

1 comment:

  1. Go!! Find some peace from his extended winter here at home. Enjoy the sand, the beach, the Rum, and a fish or two while your at it. Happy Hook Ups!