Saturday, July 30, 2005
Friday, July 29, 2005
Thursday, July 28, 2005
TECHNIQUE: Fishing structure. This article deals specifically with coastal Texas, but it could apply to anywhere.
Wednesday, July 27, 2005
A Picture of Desperation
I went after the big bluefish under the menhaden today. I tried several different lures before settling on these nine-inch Storm Wild Eye Swim Shad. I prefer saving them for stripers, since they cost about $6 apiece, and with bluefish they're good for just one shot. But I was, to be honest, desperate to hook anything. So I swam the chartreuse one and on my first cast a bluefish ripped its tail off. With my second Shad I hooked a big blue, a 10-pounder that jumped like a largemouth bass. A great fight. So basically, it was a $12 fish. But compare it to paying $10 to see some awful movie, and I'm satisfied with my entertainment dollar.
Tuesday, July 26, 2005
FARM PONDS: A short article about farm pond management. I make my wife crazy because I can't drive past a farm pond without staring at it--not a good thing when you should be watching the road. But it is my dream to one day have a plot of land big enough to put in a stocked pond. All it will take is years of hard work and one lucky Megamillions ticket.
Simplicity Rules
I was out on the boat today for a photo shoot (not fishing) and the Western Long Island Sound was again rife with giant menhaden. In certain spots it seemed like there were football-field sized pods of bunker all over the place. Guys were pulling up blues here and there, but never gangbusters.
But here's what struck me. I've been reading striper books left and right lately, visiting message boards, talking to great striper anglers I work with, all in trying to get an edge and catch some bigger bass. So I get to the dock today, and the buzz there is some little kid flipped a bunker chunk off his parent's boat in the mooring fields, and instantly hooked up with, and landed, a 40-pound striped bass. 40 pounds! Maybe I shouldn't think so much.
But here's what struck me. I've been reading striper books left and right lately, visiting message boards, talking to great striper anglers I work with, all in trying to get an edge and catch some bigger bass. So I get to the dock today, and the buzz there is some little kid flipped a bunker chunk off his parent's boat in the mooring fields, and instantly hooked up with, and landed, a 40-pound striped bass. 40 pounds! Maybe I shouldn't think so much.
Monday, July 25, 2005
MICHIGAN: The state's best trout streams. I am going to Michigan in two weeks, and hope to have an excellent report, though I'm going for northern pike and smallmouth.
(Link via Midcurrent.)
(Link via Midcurrent.)
Friday, July 22, 2005
Bluefish Blues
The western Long Island Sound is thick with big bunker. My brother and I went out today, and you couldn't help but run into humongous menhaden pods wherever you turned the boat. Nevertheless, the fishing proved brutal. The air temperature hovered in the low 90s and the water surface temperatures fluxuated between 76 and 78 degrees, according to the fishfinder. Not ideal conditions to hunt fish.
We got a late start, around 9am, so we didn't even consider going after stripers. We did see some blues busting on the menhaden in one spot, where they had pinned them against a seawall. I hooked a decent one with a bunker chunk but the SOB broke me off. My brother snagged a menhaden on his fly rod and while he was reeling it in a monster blue nailed it and took off on a run before dropping the bait. That was it for the day. Regardless, I'm heading out tomorrow morning to get after them at first light.
We got a late start, around 9am, so we didn't even consider going after stripers. We did see some blues busting on the menhaden in one spot, where they had pinned them against a seawall. I hooked a decent one with a bunker chunk but the SOB broke me off. My brother snagged a menhaden on his fly rod and while he was reeling it in a monster blue nailed it and took off on a run before dropping the bait. That was it for the day. Regardless, I'm heading out tomorrow morning to get after them at first light.
Thursday, July 21, 2005
MORE SHARKS: Speaking of massive ones...Check out the ridiculous photo, and wonder what those anglers would do for an extra six minutes.
FISH STORY: What was retiring Supreme Court Justice Sandra Day O'Connor doing when President Bush announced her replacement? Fly fishing, of course.
(Link via Midcurrent.)
(Link via Midcurrent.)
Watch Out, Frank Mundus
I went shark fishing off Long Island for the first time yesterday. My colleague Kevin took us out in his Regulator 23. We ran 22 miles off the southern coast to set up a drift for mako sharks. We set up a chum slick and drifted strips of mackerel and bluefish. The makos, which apparently rip off blistering runs and impressive jumps, never showed. But we did catch several large bluesharks--brutish fish but not quite the same fighters. I subdued a 300-pounder and my colleague Dan locked horns with a 400-pound beast.
On a smaller scale, towards the end of the trip, a school of 15-lb bluefish showed up in our chum slick. These blues proved to be the most finicky eaters, refusing bucktails, jigs, or anything other than a small piece of cutbait on a wireless rig. Needless to say, every one we actually hooked broke off. If only I had a fly rod and a chum fly...
On a smaller scale, towards the end of the trip, a school of 15-lb bluefish showed up in our chum slick. These blues proved to be the most finicky eaters, refusing bucktails, jigs, or anything other than a small piece of cutbait on a wireless rig. Needless to say, every one we actually hooked broke off. If only I had a fly rod and a chum fly...
Tuesday, July 19, 2005
FLORIDA GOLD COAST: Anglers are catching redfish, tarpon, jacks, sharks, spanish macks...
(And you wonder why everyone loves fishing in Florida.)
(And you wonder why everyone loves fishing in Florida.)
Monday, July 18, 2005
Sunday, July 17, 2005
Friday, July 15, 2005
BACK FROM F-L-A
I'm finally back on the blog after four days in Florida. I can't go into too much detail since the trip was for an article I'm writing, but I can say that Stefan and Mike joined me for the ride, and we got into some fun fish. Here are some quick details.
--We went fishing off Palm Beach with Scott Hamilton on Monday and caught a bunch of false albacore on fly rods. Mike caught a huge cobia--we estimated it at 50 pounds--livelining a pilchard around the boat. I had a shot on it on fly first, but missed the hookset and the dumb thing swam to the other side of the boat where Mike got him.
--We also fished Lake Okeechobee, with guide Bobby Sutton out of Roland Martin Marina where Stefan got a tremendous 6 1/2 pound largemouth.
--We ended the trip fishing the back country and beaches south of Marco Island with guide Ryan Allen (239/253-2971). We caught a couple of snook, trout, jack, mangrove snapper, and even flounder. We had some shots site fishing for reds on a flat on a dropping tide, but the fish proved very skittish. I'll post some pictures when I get the chance.
--We went fishing off Palm Beach with Scott Hamilton on Monday and caught a bunch of false albacore on fly rods. Mike caught a huge cobia--we estimated it at 50 pounds--livelining a pilchard around the boat. I had a shot on it on fly first, but missed the hookset and the dumb thing swam to the other side of the boat where Mike got him.
--We also fished Lake Okeechobee, with guide Bobby Sutton out of Roland Martin Marina where Stefan got a tremendous 6 1/2 pound largemouth.
--We ended the trip fishing the back country and beaches south of Marco Island with guide Ryan Allen (239/253-2971). We caught a couple of snook, trout, jack, mangrove snapper, and even flounder. We had some shots site fishing for reds on a flat on a dropping tide, but the fish proved very skittish. I'll post some pictures when I get the chance.
Sunday, July 10, 2005
OFF TO FLORIDA
Flying down to Palm Beach tomorrow morning to begin a four-day fishing odyssey in the name of work. Blogging will be light here until Friday, unless I can make a few audio posts from the water. Meanwhile, take a look at some of the other blogs and pages listed under "Fishy Sites."
Friday, July 08, 2005
GOLIATH GROUPER: This is a diving story, but it's even more evidence, the fish will get you if the get the chance.
Money Quote: "I didn't realize my head was in his mouth until I was on the way to the hospital, and I saw the blood on the top of my head."
Money Quote: "I didn't realize my head was in his mouth until I was on the way to the hospital, and I saw the blood on the top of my head."
BOOKS: I'm giving a plug to my collleague's new book, Rudow’s Guide to Fishing the Chesapeake. Lenny lives and breathes fishing like no one else I know, and if you fish the Bay, you'll want this in your library.
IDAHO: Silver Creek, where trout anglers go to be humiliated. It is stories like this that make me realize why I will never be a great trout angler. Trout, for all their beauty, are sadistic. And they push people to the edge of sanity. To wit: "Larry was sighted one evening last week standing in the creek experimenting with a new gold-sequined vest that glittered like a supernova in the more modest beams of the setting sun. His rod wasn't bent. 'This isn't working,' he said."
(Link via Midcurrent.>)
(Link via Midcurrent.>)
Thursday, July 07, 2005
BOOKS: Are kids not spending enough time outdoors? And as a result, will the next generation even care about outdoor activities?
(Link via Shifting Baselines.)
(Link via Shifting Baselines.)
FISH PHOTO: I just stumbled across this blog photo. I don't know who this dude is or where he fishes, but check out this pike.
FLY FISHING: The subculture of competitive casting, a sport in which I am confident I will never be invited to participate.
ESSAY: Regardless of style or preference, every angler has one goal in mind--to hook the biggest fish he can possibly catch.
Wednesday, July 06, 2005
FISH STORY: A look back at the 50-year old smallmouth bass record, as well as an acknowledgement of the suspicion the record generates.






