"Two bonefish, straight ahead, they're tailing." my guide Charlie says, pointing to a ragged coral outcropping 60 feet away. Two bonefish I'll never catch, I think, plopping my rabbit-hair fly in front of me, preparing to cast."See them?"Um, no. I do see a lot of blue skies and skin-searing sunshine, though. We take a few more steps, quietly."See them now?"Oh, yes. Yes. Now I do. Their tails glimmer in the sunlight like tiny transluscent sails, breaking the surface of the water with razor-like p...
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