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 with the garbage while I was gone. Yesterday we arrived in Baja.
Granny and I are chilling in Mexico. We will base out of my Baja pal Sammy Vigneri’s condo near Todos Santos and do side trips out. Though May is the beginning of roosterfish season and we’ll take a couple cracks, this will be mostly a vacation from vacation trip where I’ll work and relax and visit with friends and sneak a few casts.
We miss you both and think we miss the Jackson weather, no matter what it throws at you. I remember snow in town in June but melted by late afternoon but that picture of yours hung around.
I have a 57# rooster fish caught off the shores of Puerto Vallarta many years ago but unfortunately not on a fly. It was about 50 ft deep and it hangs above my fireplace in SC.