The good thing about fly fishing for peacock bass is that it don’t cost nothin’ except for sweat and time.
I’m lucky that way in that when I’m down in South Florida I can find ways to expend both. It’s funny, though, how many people in Florida don’t break a sweat. They move down for the weather and run from air conditioned cars to air conditioned houses or the restaurants that have their thermostats set at 64 degrees.
Another aspect of note is that, while driving through neighborhoods looking for new water, the farther you get from the coast the more oceanic the street names become. Nothing like being 50 minutes from the beach and headed west on Sea Breeze Lane.
I love it all, though. I’m useless for the winter things like steelheading but I can hang in a wilting corner of the Everglades all day long. If that’s the way the day goes down, it is a good day.