Rock Pails, Quintana Roo Jan 6, 1979 Last night we flew into Cancun from San Francisco, arriving about 9:30PM. We contracted a mini-bus to take us to Boca Paila about 3 hours to the south. The bus ran out of gas so we were a mile late arriving. This morning a wild east wind was blowing but we went fishing anyway. Worry at Beach had a boat ad boatman— Gregorio (male) at Jorge (lady's). We fished with Glee and both caught four fish before lunch, all small (I had 2 jennet ad 2 snappers, Worry a barracuda ad three snappers). We cast in quite shallow water adjoining the mangroves. Saw some big barracuda slashing hell out of small mullet. I had one run from a good fish (jennet?) but missed him. After lunch both at camp, as a nice rep, we set out— again at 3PM, wind still blowing fiercely. In a sheltered deep hole in the mangrove I hooked three longfish ad landed two of them. The third straightened the hook. They were all about 3 to 4 lbs., which according to Gregorio is about average. On a windy day like this, Gregorio tells me the bonefish stay deep and do not go out fishing about on the flats. Hence my first sinking "net belly" line was functional whereas Worry with a regular "sinking tip" did not connect with a fish after lunch. We saw brown pelicans, spoonbills, Worry ibis, Green egrets, an assortment of gulls, terns, ad little birds,