Fishing at Glover’s Reef
I’ve been an avid fly fisherman for more than 50 years, tying all of my own flies and building some of my own rods. In many fishing articles I’ve read that die-hard fishermen like myself are searching world-wide to hook and land bonefish. A few of the lucky ones get a few, mostly in the 2-5 pound range.
On Long Caye in two days I hooked five and landed four, all on flies I made. It took a half hour to land the last one and 20 minutes for the other three. All five bonefish took out all 90 yards of my fly line plus backing on their 3-5, 100-140 yard, 4-5 second runs.
If they didn’t turn at the end of those screaming runs, you’d never stop them. All four I landed were too large to lift up onto the dock, so I was forced to beach them. The last one, being over 27″ long, was so big I couldn’t get both my hands around it. I was forced to straddle it between my knees and hold it by a gill plate to carefully remove the fly.
Pound for pound no fish in fresh or saltwater comes close to the fun of landing a bonefish. They have great heart and are relentless. Cully was standing next to me as I was beaching the first one I hooked. He ran to get a camera. Suddenly the bonefish took off again for about 100 yards into deep water. Then nothing. I brought the line back to find only a head and gill covers on my hook. Almost the entire body had been severed clean by a 4-1/2 to 5 foot long barracuda that Cully said had been hanging out in the lagoon recently. Guess what– two fish later the exact same thing happened again. I retrieved a head with no body. Cully couldn’t believe it.
Those four days of fishing were the best I’ve spent anywhere. One of the greatest things was that I never needed any kind of boat. All fishing was done from the dock, shallow wading or from the beach which was only 200 steps from our cabana. I caught probably 10 to 12 different species in the four days I fished. I caught 27 fish in the last two hours of the final afternoon alone. I had a fish on almost every cast. All wonderful fighters, including one huge bar jack that almost equaled the bonefish. What a trip!
I didn’t get a chance to experience the fishing kayaks, but they certainly promise a much greater range to the already great fishing at Slickrock.
Bruce White, Ortonville, MI
Adventure Island at Glover’s Reef, December, 2007