The first autumn rain is falling and the leaves after having had a fierce hot summer are just waiting for the first september winds to fly to the ground. In the meantime my head is still dreaming of more bonefish, more hot wind, more barracudas, more tarpon, more mangrove, more flats, more salt. I cannot help it, I am addicted to salt water fly fishing, it’s touching deep inside myself something I did not know it existed, I cannot explain it, it has nothing to do with my childhood, it has nothing to do with the places I started to fish as a kid, it is just something I love, when I do it I feel so alive. Bonefishing, you come accross so much happyness.


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