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Casa viejo chac
Casa viejo chac












casa viejo chac

Doc Bob’s hours of casting practice prior to the trip paid off, as he became solidly hooked to a 15-pound permit. After a 40-minute fight on his 10-weight, the guide grabbed the fish by the tail and hoisted him into the boat. High fives and cameras were going off everywhere. Finally, the guide put us within casting distance. The guide chased the school several hundred yards. The fish circled here and circled there. After several shots and misses, I surrendered the bow to Doc Bob. I made a quick cast to where I thought the school was headed, only to have them make a different turn. The permit were constantly moving, circling around the waist deep flat. They turned left they turned right they disappeared only to come up again a hundred yards away. Our guide abruptly turned the panga to the right, indicating he had seen a large school of permit. I was sharing a panga-style skiff with Doc Bob. We had four Bobs on the trip, so each one had his own moniker.

casa viejo chac

There is no better way to make a new friend than sharing a casting platform. We rotated fishing partners and guides every day. As we left the dock it was all smiles and good luck.īack at the lodge for happy hour and fishing lies!Įvery day started and ended like this. The fishing day starts with coffee at 5:30 and breakfast at 7:00.Īfter breakfast, we met our guides and planned our day. Most of us wanted to target bonefish the first day to get the casting kinks out and warm up for the rest of the week. The bones in Ascension Bay are normally not double digits, but they are very plentiful.

casa viejo chac

After dinner, we strung our rods for the next morning, looked over flies and leaders, all while talking excitedly about the week to come. We hit the sack early. Seven-, 8-, 9- and 10-weight rods were our “rifles” for this safari. Some have been making this annual trip for many years to enjoy great Mexican hospitality and fishing. The guides and owner of the lodge are like family to many of us. All but one of the group were veterans of past ventures. We were greeted at the Casa Viejo Chac Lodge with smiles, margueritas and cervezas. It was the start of an amazing six-day, seven-night “Fly Fishing Safari.” Ten intrepid anglers participated in this trip in late April.














Casa viejo chac