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In search of the Silver Ghost

5/25/2004 3:32:44 PM by Bob T. Epstein

What brings presidents, kings and general fishing enthusiasts from around the world to the Florida Keys and Biscayne Bay? Bonefishing! "Quiet," said Richard Stanczyk, owner of Bud N' Mary's Marina in Islamorada. "Cast your side arm so the bait doesn't splash too hard; lead the fish carefully, we're getting into range."

Thus began a day in the Keys hunting for bonefish on the flats of the Atlantic Ocean. "OK, do you see where the bone is going? Cast in front of it, not too close, not too far away."

The cast is made, the bait makes little commotion as it lightly splashes and sinks. There is a flashing rush from the bonefish as it grabbed the shrimp and takes off like a fighter-jet.

Asolid no-nonsense run was the full response when the fish took the hook -with reel drag humming to the non-stop beat of a streaking bonefish. The line commenced to melt from the reel spool as the wake made by the silver torpedo headed for anywhere but where the angler and guide stood. The rod was held high to keep the line away from bottom obstructions in the form of anything that could pop that slender thread between it and this speedster of the flats. Stanczyk was right, according to several guides such Joe Gonzalez of Miami who fishes both the Keys and Biscayne Bay for bonefish. "There is no feeling quite like that first run of a bonefish."

Flats boats with poles and platforms, light clothes, good sunscreen and Polaroid-lens sunglasses that can slice any glare -- these are the tools of most bonefishermen and the guides that bring their anglers to fish for them. The bonefish's mouth protrudes a bit like a fresh-water river sucker. However, unlike the sucker, this is a fish that truly rates sweaty palms and serious consideration as one of the world's most fantastic gamefish. Why? Because the bonefish strikes and powers off at a velocity far beyond its looks or size. The excitement generated by these fish has caused presidents and other anglers to feel that they have met the ultimate gamefish of the saltwater flats. "The stalk, the view of the quarry and the ultimate conquest is what makes this fishing experience so special," said guide George Woods, who has fished out of Bud N' Mary's Marina for the past 35 years. Vic Gaspeny, an Islamorada guide and holder of the International Game Fish Association World Record for bonefish on the fly (14 pounds, six ounces on 12pound test tippet leader), says the bonefish is his No. 1 quarry, as it is so dynamic a fighter it causes the best inshore adrenalin rush for him and his fishing clients.

Former Coast Guard commanding officer at Islamorada, James M. Henson or "Red" as his friends call him, made that perfect cast for a bonefish.

He had already heard all the stories of their famous speed-demon runs and dragburning bursts. His chance came near Indian Key when Red and Ken Knudssen, who guides anglers in Islamorada from his boat Hubba Hubba, watched its telltale short rush and saw the splash of a bonefish on the take. The fish put distance between them very fast. Henson was initiated into the wonderful world of bone fishing. The power and lightening fast run of the 10-pound fish offered a thrilling challenge for the angler. "Keeper memories" were made all the way around. Although Knudssen had seen it hundreds of times before, it did not diminish his excitement this time either. Most bonefish in Keys waters, Biscayne Bay or in the Bahamas are caught by casting a live shrimp on a spinning-rod outfit loaded with eight- to 10-pound monofilament line. Bones are also caught on small jigs and flies that resemble small shrimp and other crustaceans.

Aguide is often necessary, especially for neophyte anglers coming to the Keys. The correct tides always need to be considered and a guide knows the best times and tides to hunt for bones. Aspecial boat called a flats' skiff is the best way to go for them, but they can be stalked and caught by wading and casting to them as well. Anyone who has experienced the thrill of fishing for bonefish surely dreams of the next time they will get a chance to tangle with the Silver Ghost of the flats.

Bob T. Epstein can be contacted at BobEpstein@aol.com.