We finally arrived in Andros after endless hours sitting in airports. Actually it wasn’t really that bad but it seemed like it took forever. After flying on four different airlines we were surprised that our baggage made it but it did.
The fishing so far has been nothinng to brag about. A cold front came through and it’s got the fish all screwed up. Wind has been blowing out of the north west which is the worst conditions to have. On many flats where there is normally lots of fish we have found only a few. Today we went to the far back country and finally got into some schools of bones. There were a couple spots where the feed marks ( I call them bonefish tracks) were unbelievable. This is an area where Eric had scouted a week ago and told me about. Back in this area there are so many places to go it’s hard to make up one’s mind.
It’s Sunday night and the resturant here is closed. Art is harping on me to go to Chick Charnies as he wants to eat now.
It’s good to be back on Andros Island and more later