Hunting CXI triggers

After catching a truck tonne of bonefish last year as well as some good trevally, returning to CXI this year I was primarily focussed on hunting for triggerfish and trevally. Although you can only tread on so many bones before you end up putting my fly in front one.

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A solid CXI flats bone that was feeding with some small GTs

We were hit by some rough weather the first couple of days, one of which was spent on the outside flats at the Korean Wreck.

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Tough flats conditions at the Korean Wreck

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Raining sideways at the lagoon on the start of day 2

Last year we had spring tides, also known as trevally tides, while this year we fished closer to neap tides and definitely saw fewer big trevally but a stack more triggers on the flats. A full explanation of tides and their effects on the fishing at CXI can be found here.

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A yellowmargin trigger tailing in the coral

Casting at triggers is extremely visual, slow stripping flies with frequent pauses. Once a trigger has seen the fly it will likely either spook immediately or start to follow. Eats are easily seen with the fish inverting and waving its tail like a puppy dog.

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Yellowmargin triggerfish

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The spectacular reef triggerfish

Although they look beautiful in an ugly way these fish are angry thugs. They will destroy flies and bend hooks and won’t stop chewing until the fly is out of their mouth. They are powerful on the burst and after the initial reaction will doggedly work back towards the nearest trigger hole they can find. Once in the hole the trigger will flip its fins up and you won’t be getting it back, unless you can excavate the hole (some guides are keener to do this than you would expect).

If you do manage to set the hook properly, avoid getting cut off on coral, and then stop the fish from getting into a hole, then you are in with a chance of landing it. Be warned though, even after landing these fish will hiss, spit water and bite anything they can, including fingers or your rod.

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Another thick CXI triggerfish

For triggers I found small orange or tan winged CXI specials, tied on Gamakatsu Bonefish SL45 size 8 hooks worked well. The hooks did originally seem too small for the power and size of a triggerfish but I reckon the thinner gauge wire increased my hook up rate.

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Nasty grill

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The release

Over the course of the week I picked up a few nice GTs and bluefins, however there were noticeably fewer big trevally this year. This was possibly due to less baitfish in the lagoon as a result of colder water which was caused by higher rainfall and ultimately El Nino.

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Good sport on the bonefish gear

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Electric bluefin trevally

Thanks once again to Fly Water Travel, trip host Joe Willauer of Evolution Anglers, and Christmas Island Outfitters for another great week in paradise.


The Endless Summer

The endless summer

With the weather starting to cool off at home and the days growing shorter it was once again time head abroad to prolong the summer and fishing opportunities. The plan for this year was a trip back to North America with a stop on the way for another week hunting triggers and trevally in Kirimati.

Even after a couple of previous trips along almost the same route I still had a number of species that I hadn’t yet taken on the fly, namely a roosterfish (grande from the beach), bull trout, lake trout, and some decent size cutthroat (yellowstone and westslope). With two months to play with the plan was to hit up Montana, Mexico and possibly an excursion into Canada. But first up, the flats of Kirimati.


Baja, Mexico

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With a spare week after heading to Kiribati, and brimming bucket list of species to catch, I headed to the east cape of Baja, Mexico to encounter a well known fly fishing adversary, the roosterfish. Teamed up with local guide, Josh Martz of Pursuit Anglers, we spent five days exploring the lower eastern cape in the hunt for the ultimate prize, a grande on fly from the beach.

Day 1

With rare cloud cover present, as predicted by the weather forecast we decided to fish the day from a panga which would hopefully overcome the visually limiting conditions. The skipper picked Josh and I up from the beach behind the house and we cruised south for a considerable time. We past empty beach after beach scattered with the occasional casa grande.

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South of the marine park we pulled up at bay with some sporadic surface activity, most likely skipjacks. We spent a short amount of time waiting and hoping for them to appear close enough to the boat for me to put a fly in front of them, but never quite got a shot. We moved in shore to look for roosterfish and cast around some rocks and reef. I had a nip from a solid orange fish, probably a snapper, but didn’t hook up. We continued cruising the shallows but we weren’t seeing much and before long the wind began to pick up, blowing hard on shore. Josh made the call to change the game plan and drop some flies deep into some reef. About a dozen casts in I felt weight and kept stripping. I could see the silver of the fish in the water but it looked a hell of a lot bigger than I expected judging but the weight. As it got closer we realised it was two triggerfish, the one I hooked and another trying to eat the fly out of his mouth. Landing the triggerfish was a great moment as I had just spent almost three full days trying to get one on the flats of Christmas Island only to ultimately fall short.

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The wind continued to rise and it wasn’t long before we moved from the reef to find some more shelter waters in and around protected points and the local harbour. Plenty of casts into this structure for not much action, until I hooked into what we agreed was a snook that I fought all the way to the side of the boat before the hook pulled. Tough going. We fished the rest of the protected water hard but didn’t get anymore pulls. With the wind continuing to gain speed we pulled up stumps and headed for home.

Day 2

The weather had improved with mixed clear skies and high scattered cloud which was good enough for us to load up the ATV and head down the beach to hopefully sight some roosters.

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Perched up we waited, constantly scanning the water as far along the beach and as deep as we could see. It took a couple of hours, but once the sun got high in the sky the water lit up. Not long after that we spotted our first fish cruising. We planned the intercept but things didn’t work out. Fish were few and far between for the next few hours, until Josh noticed some birds hovering on the drop off to deeper water, always a good sign. Sure enough within a couple of  minutes the beach was stormed but some big roosters. One even half beached itself chasing mullet about five metres away from where we were standing. A sight I’ll never forget. Unfortunately I had just been casting at another fish just to my left and took too long to notice, then put a dodgy cast out with the line still caught around my foot. I definitely learnt a few lessons from my first day chasing roosters from the beach. After that 15 minutes of mayhem the beach went fairly quiet again and so we left to check some other spots but were hindered but another afternoon ‘breeze’.

Day 3

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The weather was predicted to be cloudy again but we were keen to spend some more time fishing from the beach, so Josh came up with a plan to head north for a bit of a drive in the truck to hopefully find some clearer skies and fish. The drive from Los Barriles north took us through the Sierra de la Giganta which is amazing country, littered with 100 year old cacti, dry sandy river beds and mountains with ancient indian walls. The cloud was patchy up here but at least it wasn’t raining and as thick as it was back down south. We pulled up at a beach near La Ventana and rigged up. Josh worked the water with a hookless popper on a spin rod, while I waited to bang the fly in at any sign of a follow. After walking the length of the first beach we still hadn’t seen a fish.

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Just as we were about to head back to the truck a few baitfish skipped and a dorado slammed into towards the shore getting semi wedged in the shallows in the process. It all happened in the blink of an eye, but it prompted a fly change as we began searching for any more signs of dorado cruising.

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We headed north again to another beach and repeated the process. Almost the same thing happened, first no roosters then suddenly a wave of dorado. I was ready this time and second cast at the fish a dorado turned and nailed the fly. The set was solid, real solid I thought, yet three jumps later the line was slack. Devo. The opportunities to catch a dorado from the beach on fly are very rare and I’d just blown a couple of prime chances. We continued walking the beach, up and back, and didn’t see anything. We were almost back in the truck in the same spot as before when few baitfish jumped 20ft from our feet on the shore. Two false casts and the fly was there. The dorado lit up straight away and inhaled it. The hook set tight again. I don’t think I took a breath for the next few minutes as the fish charged towards the deeper water repeatedly getting airborne. But this time the tides had turned, the fish was beached and we got some snaps with the colours still in their prime.

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The pressure was off, after a few high fives and a cold beer we resumed our posts waiting for more fish to turn up. The clouds were slowly stifling the direct sunlight, but we did spot a couple more fish, including one that was surfing in the crest of a wave to sneak up on a school of bait.

Day 4

Day 4 saw the arrival of world traveller and fisherman June from Japan at the lodge. With some clear skies (finally!) the three of us loaded up the ATV and hit the beaches to hunt down a grande. The visibility was good and we didn’t drive far before we saw some small fis that looked to be a mix of small rooster fish and jack crevalle, herding bait along a beach. We got the bonefish flies out and spent half an hour casting but things slowed down pretty quick and we couldn’t get a hook up. We pushed on, found a prime spot and perched up waiting for some fish to appear. It was slow for the first hour or two, then they came. We scrambled for each fish, waiting hoping they would come into range. We got a couple of shots including to a pair of fish that fought over and around my fly without eating it. Most of the roosters we did see were big, real big, with some up towards 70 pounds. Unfortunately we couldn’t get an eat before it was time to head back to the lodge.

On the way back we found a school of pompano eating bait on a beach, so after a quick rod switch back to the bonefish fly I hooked up to one of the feisty little fish followed by a small jack crevalle.

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Day 5

Last of the trip and the pressure was on to land a grande. Josh and I headed south and hit the beaches. Almost as soon as we arrived on the sand and bust up of small roosters exploded 30 metres along the shore. I grabbed the rod and ran but only got there as it was ending. No dice. We headed further up the beach and staked a spot on the beach and waited. The action for the morning was slow, we found a snook on the shore which vanished before we even cast.

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Late in the afternoon birds appeared on the edge of the deeper water and sure enough within minutes big roosters stormed the beach. The action was frantic for what must have been close to 10 minutes, with a handful of fish getting a good look at the fly but not taking it. During a momentary lull in sighted fish Josh changed my fly to a white popper and soon after another fish appeared. I cast and he followed and had a good look before pealing off the pursuit. I think its safe to say Josh and I were both shattered at this point in time, having had so many shots at big roosters, with nothing to show for it. Still the action was intense and my respect and admiration for these shallow water brutes had grown considerably. I will be back to get my grande.

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If you are considering a trip to Baja to chase roosterfish check out Pursuit Anglers and get in touch with Josh.


11 Signs You’re a Dodgy Guide

1. You tell clients whatever they want to hear

Don’t manage clients expectations. Talk up the fishing to potential customers, telling them whatever they want to hear. You know there aren’t any stripers around yet, but you won’t tell them until you’ve left the harbour, until it’s too late.

2. Communicate as little as possible with the client

Leave organising gear, meeting time and location to the last minute. Make the client call and email you. After all its the client that wants to fish with you, they should have to chase you up.

3. Pickups are best when they are as convenient as possible for you

The harder it is for the client to get to the meeting spot the more relief they will feel just having had made it. After all the journey is more important than the destination. Tourists? Without transport? They’ve come half way around the globe, another $100 for cab fare isn’t going to deter them.

4. Make it hard

If a client finds the fishing too easy they’ll wonder why they even hired you.  Therefore you need to be creative with your boat operation. When on the flats, loudly jamming the pole, kicking the gunnel and last minute boat movements during the presentation cast are the key.

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5. Carry limited flies

There are a few ‘go-to’ flies that you use for 90% of the fishing. Only take 1 or 2 of each per day. Once these are gone insist on using experimental or prototype patterns that have never caught fish before, unless they want to use their own. This will save you money and time at the tying vice. Also make sure you clip the fly off the clients line at the end of the day. You don’t get paid enough to let each client take home a used fly as a souvenir.

6. Don’t carry a net

Whether wading, poling or rafting, these $20 pieces of gear are too efficient at landing fish and keeping them healthy while removing hooks and posing for photos.

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7. Grab the leader

Once a client has hooked a fish, and since you don’t have a net, make sure you grab the leader as soon as possible into the fight. If the hook pulls it was because of a bad set and not your fault. The tippet may also break, lucky you’ve already got the client using their own flies.

8. Any photo is a good photo

So the client wants a photo, you’re a fishing guide not a photographer. Get this over and done with as fast as possible. If the angler and fish are both in the photo, you’ve done too well.

9. You leave fish to find fish

So the client has just landed one. Give yourself a pat on the back, then relocate to another part of the river, lake or fishery. Catching one fish after the other gets boring. This is also a good point to change flies.

10. Have a fish yourself

Whenever possible, carry a fully rigged rod. Tell the client that it is a backup or so you pretend to fish in order to protect more water from other anglers. Once the client is busy fishing further down the pool have a crack yourself. Make sure you get the client to stop fishing and take a photo of you with your steelhead, but don’t release it immediately. Check the photo first and make them retake it until you are satisfied.

11. You regularly quit early

Never mind that you told the client you’d fish all day if they wanted to, and you haven’t even had lunch yet.

Believe it or not, these are all situations I have experienced first hand. While there are plenty of good, hard working fly fishing guides out there, there are plenty that don’t deserve your time and hard earned dollars. Being able to tell these apart is sometimes difficult, especially when travelling.