Just a quick tie
Landed that first fish of 2014, a nice big bull red!
Forbes rated America’s Top 10 FlyFishing States. Florida is number 1!! You know this!
Just got back from Orlando for Spring Break with the family. Yeh, read that again, feel my pain.
Had a half day window for Saturday morning.
Added a a box to the normal scheduled load
Little foggy headed for the ramp.
Greasy calm running across Big Lagoon,
I’ve had my share of dealing with crowds for the month, so I broke the pass and just headed East till I hit Portofino. Then slowed and started looking for brown suits. Beautiful morning for the ride, nice and calm, but nada on life. Did run across some sipper albies, had one eat, then the small pod was gone. A lot of snot bait in the water and all along the beaches.
Just coming up on Navarre,
Some spotty Spanish action as well, but I just left them alone. Time ran out on me, headed back to some bull red spots. Had a nice cobia run across the bar on me. Spun around, he got too deep for fly, so I hit ‘em with a buck tail. He pecked it, then as I yanked it off of him, he crushed it. Thought I had a good hook set, he ran under the boat, so I slacked a little to get it under the motor as I ran around. As I brought full tension back on, came unbuttoned. Just as I expected, since I pretty much had a clown show going all morning anyway. All angler error on that shit .
Pensacola Beach was ramping up for the day on my way back,
Made the run back through a chaos of cobia boats, and everyone in the pass. Ended the day with an egg hunt with family and friends on the water. Best part of the day, was my best fishin’ bud helping me get the boat back on the trailer.
Notice the golden egg that he scored, and was not letting go of
Went out last night with my Dad. Wind settled out nice, had the tide peaking out, thought it was gonna be on like donky kong,………nope, skunktarded
At least had enough sense to pull the bail out early, in hopes of getting up and making an early run this morning before the wind cranked up. I mean if you gotta flush and wash the boat, you might as well make it worth it by getting 2 trips out of it right? My dad being the wiser, chose not to run this morning, so I was on my own.
Got dumped in this morning, ran and broke out of the pass, wind machine was already turned on, so I had a quickly closing window, charter fleet was already bitchin about it on the radio as well.
Checked in on a few usual haunts, nada, and the water was chocolate milk. Made a last ditch run to where a lot of bait had been holding, nada. Looking kind of bleak when I spotted something a few hundred yards away. Started heading towards it, then was bummed when I saw a porpoise pop up, damn, ….but wait, there is a lot of copper color and too much going on, then a big bull red, probably 30inches or so, gets tossed in the air by a couple of porpoise, yeh it just got real yo!! The porpoise were driving this big school of reds back to the beach. Basically waiting for one to get tired, then playing shot put with them.
….but the reds were hungry. First cast in, hooked up, and unbuttoned (angler error, piss poor trout set) Caught back up to them (yeh the school was hauling ass pretty well) buttoned another up and got him to the boat.
I called him Mickey (check the spots) Clean Gulf run red, and swolt out!!! The porpoise must of had their share of reds for the day, or they got away, because they were not to be found in the chocolate milk again. I headed on for a while to see if the dirty water would break, but nada, so turned back into the ever building sea for a run back to the pass. (Had to put the eye patch down, yarrrr) Got tucked into the lee of the wind a bit, found another school of reds, but they were having nothing to do with nothing. Deployed my new iPilot trolling motor and started working along the bar. Spotted a red coming down the bar, cast out in front of him a ways, let it settle, started hopping the fly, then racing it. He chased it down like a fat kid that missed the ice cream man, and destroyed it.
Dark pretty bay run red. Worked along for a bit more, nada.
Decided I had been blessed with what I had received, let the salt air fill my lungs for a few more minutes, ran my hand in the cool crisp gulf water once more, just to let her know, I’ll be back.
Under the Cover of Darkness (UCD)
Switched it up at the end of last week before the weekend blow, Yep, I still got them UCD skillz.
It was rough and cold, but found we found what we were looking for.
Missed hook set on 1, broke off 2, landed 1. ….and my dad suffered through the wet cold with me, thanks dad.
Funny thing, was it was my old faithful striper fly from VA, that I ended up throwing and getting the best reactions. Basically a farrar blend clouser.