19/12/2009



01/12/2009



Fishing has definitely shifted into winter mode—the reds were rooting around bottom, following the schools of horse mullet, and eating whatever it is they eat off the bottom of the lagoon (worms, spats, snails…).Water has almost cleared and it’s COLD.
Spent Sunday fishing south of Apollo. Beautiful weather—not much wind, cool but not cold. It was hard to tell whose tails were wagging above the water’s surface in the inlets and bays of the Poll and Troll—mullet or reds. Anyway, we tossed shrimp all day and came away with five reds, three in the slot. T as usual outfished me, but I did OK. The reds had a real peculiar bite—they basically held the shrimp in their mouths, and you had to be really careful not to jerk it out before the hook set. I lost three or four reds that way… They wanted nothing to do with the finger mullets I expertly netted. Not a single trout all day.
We kept one red. Somehow marshaled enough energy to cook it that night over oak. We stayed up late on Sunday night drinking red wine, eating fish and rice, and chatting around the fire pit.
Not bad, not bad.

Fishing has definitely shifted into winter mode—the reds were rooting around bottom, following the schools of horse mullet, and eating whatever it is they eat off the bottom of the lagoon (worms, spats, snails…).Water has almost cleared and it’s COLD.

Spent Sunday fishing south of Apollo. Beautiful weather—not much wind, cool but not cold. It was hard to tell whose tails were wagging above the water’s surface in the inlets and bays of the Poll and Troll—mullet or reds. Anyway, we tossed shrimp all day and came away with five reds, three in the slot. T as usual outfished me, but I did OK. The reds had a real peculiar bite—they basically held the shrimp in their mouths, and you had to be really careful not to jerk it out before the hook set. I lost three or four reds that way… They wanted nothing to do with the finger mullets I expertly netted. Not a single trout all day.

We kept one red. Somehow marshaled enough energy to cook it that night over oak. We stayed up late on Sunday night drinking red wine, eating fish and rice, and chatting around the fire pit.

Not bad, not bad.

03/11/2009



24/10/2009



On my ultra-lightweight tackle. Popping cork + finger mullet, 1/0 hook. Five minutes of furious fight.

***
put in at the county ramp at CNS at daybreak. i used my new crappie rod—rated for 2# line, i was using 10# power pro and 20# leader. i love this rod with spoons and topwater, but everyone tells me it’s not the right equipment for the lagoon. what do they know?i caught a nice, appx 25 inch red first thing with a freelined mullet cast along the islands in the shotgun. we moved to the area right along oak hill and fished the channel. i was being lazy and decided to fish mullet off the end of a popping cork (had been fishing shrimp but the bait liberation league was at work, so decided to switch it up). apparently a finger mullet on a popping cork is really effective—the dogg was fishing the same mullets freeline, and no takers. i caught 5 nice trout in rapid succession. something about the mullet struggling right above the grass drove the trout crazy. we got tired of this after a while and headed back to the islands on the east side of the lagoon. i caught another trout (on a piggie) right at the edge of the shore. at this point, tdogg was skunked, and i refused to go in until he had caught something. we started working the edges of islands. down to the last couple of mullet. supper time. we decided to each take one last mullet. i was still fishing the same cork and 1/0 heavy circle hook. the last mullet was a wee one, so i hooked him through the lips and cast out to where i saw some interesting wake. BAM. a hard pull, and then i guess whatever it was spit it out. threw it out again. same thing. at this point, t  casts in the same area and a wild ride around the boat ensues until the fish spits his mullet out. we continue to fish, and the same thing happens a couple more times. finally, i hook into one of the reds there. i was pretty helpless—it was unclear whether my rod would break first, or my line. so i just loosened the drag and lit it scream out, then heaved it back. 10 steps forward, 4 steps back… this went on for, i dunno, seemed like 1 minute but t  said it was more like 5. finally wore it down and very slowly and carefully brought it to the boat. 29 inches. on my rappala “xtreme” ultralight weight. what a great way to catch a great fish. tdogg never did catch a fish that day… that’s ok, tho, he usually outfishes me.

On my ultra-lightweight tackle. Popping cork + finger mullet, 1/0 hook. Five minutes of furious fight.

***

put in at the county ramp at CNS at daybreak. i used my new crappie rod—rated for 2# line, i was using 10# power pro and 20# leader. i love this rod with spoons and topwater, but everyone tells me it’s not the right equipment for the lagoon. what do they know?

i caught a nice, appx 25 inch red first thing with a freelined mullet cast along the islands in the shotgun.

we moved to the area right along oak hill and fished the channel. i was being lazy and decided to fish mullet off the end of a popping cork (had been fishing shrimp but the bait liberation league was at work, so decided to switch it up). apparently a finger mullet on a popping cork is really effective—the dogg was fishing the same mullets freeline, and no takers. i caught 5 nice trout in rapid succession. something about the mullet struggling right above the grass drove the trout crazy. we got tired of this after a while and headed back to the islands on the east side of the lagoon. i caught another trout (on a piggie) right at the edge of the shore. at this point, tdogg was skunked, and i refused to go in until he had caught something.

we started working the edges of islands. down to the last couple of mullet. supper time. we decided to each take one last mullet. i was still fishing the same cork and 1/0 heavy circle hook. the last mullet was a wee one, so i hooked him through the lips and cast out to where i saw some interesting wake. BAM. a hard pull, and then i guess whatever it was spit it out. threw it out again. same thing. at this point, t  casts in the same area and a wild ride around the boat ensues until the fish spits his mullet out. we continue to fish, and the same thing happens a couple more times. finally, i hook into one of the reds there. i was pretty helpless—it was unclear whether my rod would break first, or my line. so i just loosened the drag and lit it scream out, then heaved it back. 10 steps forward, 4 steps back… this went on for, i dunno, seemed like 1 minute but t  said it was more like 5. finally wore it down and very slowly and carefully brought it to the boat. 29 inches. on my rappala “xtreme” ultralight weight. what a great way to catch a great fish.

tdogg never did catch a fish that day… that’s ok, tho, he usually outfishes me.

19/10/2009



Fishing South Mosquito Lagoon, 10/18/2009

Cold. So cold. And windy. So windy. The fish didn’t like it any better than we did. We got undersized trout and snapper all day… And froze. Oh, and almost swamped the boat in the 2-3 foot waves. We resolutely refused to go home empty handed, and the old trick of fishing the rocks around the clinkers proved just the right trick… we went home with two nice keeper trout. But the day was full of errors—I snapped the tip of my new rod, Tdogg and I misjudged speed and wind and dented his boat on a marker we wanted to tie-up to. Tdoggs knot slipped on his bait bucket and we liberated a couple dozen shrimp. On the whole, for once, I think I would have been happier and surely warmer in my garden this weekend.

09/10/2009



I got a slightly late start this morning, tossing my ‘yak out of the Eldora launch around 7:15am this morning. I kicked it out around the islands directly west of the launch and found a massive pod of large mullet churning the water. (It sounded like a municipal swimming pool in July.) I tossed my huge Top Dog along the edges until, predictably, I scored a nice seventeen-inch trout. Had some fun dragging it to the ‘yak on my ultra-lightweight setup (“perfect for panfish!”). I cast a few dozen times into the pod, but surprisingly had no other takers. I spent the rest of the morning freelining shrimp, but lost almost all of them to the legions of pinfish that were hanging out with the mullet. I did manage, though, to hook another keeper trout mid-morning. Man, it was HOT out there—I couldn’t even wear my sunglasses because they steamed up the moment I put them on.

I got a slightly late start this morning, tossing my ‘yak out of the Eldora launch around 7:15am this morning. I kicked it out around the islands directly west of the launch and found a massive pod of large mullet churning the water. (It sounded like a municipal swimming pool in July.) I tossed my huge Top Dog along the edges until, predictably, I scored a nice seventeen-inch trout. Had some fun dragging it to the ‘yak on my ultra-lightweight setup (“perfect for panfish!”). I cast a few dozen times into the pod, but surprisingly had no other takers. I spent the rest of the morning freelining shrimp, but lost almost all of them to the legions of pinfish that were hanging out with the mullet. I did manage, though, to hook another keeper trout mid-morning. Man, it was HOT out there—I couldn’t even wear my sunglasses because they steamed up the moment I put them on.

07/10/2009



20/9/2009



Tdogg and I wade fished into the lagoon, about a quarter mile out into the water off parking lot #5. Did the usual pigfish thing. I used my nifty new 8’ 6” baitcaster—made tossing those piggies WAY out very easy. Early on T hooked into something huge—he thinks it was a red, I think it was a tarpon. I’ve never seen anything in the lagoon tear line out like this did—within a minute, maybe, it looked certain to spool him. He tightened the drag and POP. Probably bit through the leader. As usual in the lagoon, T had most of the luck—he caught a 16” trout, a 16” blue and lost several other trout. I did manage to yank this 18” trout out of the lagoon. On my heavy tackle it didn’t stand a chance… which is too bad, since the fight’s the fun. I’ll do trout the way the miller’s wife would make it tonight for supper.

Tdogg and I wade fished into the lagoon, about a quarter mile out into the water off parking lot #5. Did the usual pigfish thing. I used my nifty new 8’ 6” baitcaster—made tossing those piggies WAY out very easy. Early on T hooked into something huge—he thinks it was a red, I think it was a tarpon. I’ve never seen anything in the lagoon tear line out like this did—within a minute, maybe, it looked certain to spool him. He tightened the drag and POP. Probably bit through the leader. As usual in the lagoon, T had most of the luck—he caught a 16” trout, a 16” blue and lost several other trout. I did manage to yank this 18” trout out of the lagoon. On my heavy tackle it didn’t stand a chance… which is too bad, since the fight’s the fun. I’ll do trout the way the miller’s wife would make it tonight for supper.

13/9/2009



fishing report, 9/12/2009, canaveral #5

ok, tell me when i shouda stopped…

  1. when both my buddies cancelled on me, whining about rain
  2. when on my VERY FIRST CAST my line broke (never happens) and i sent 5oz of lead into the ocean
  3. the first horsefly bite
  4. my first fish was an 8.5 inch pompano
  5. my second fish was an 8.5 inch pompano
  6. when, while i watch a tarpon or huge ladyfish tear into a bait pod just 100ft off shore, and cast, and the line snaps (again, this NEVER happens)
  7. when someone flipped a switch and, suddenly, a huge bed of weeds apears in the surf (including, and i shit you not, a tree)… causing me to lose BOTH of my rigs (all total… a pound of lead so far)
  8. the second horsefly bite
  9. the catfish appear
  10. i get stung in the hand by a HUGE (#$%(*&%$ catfish
  11. i get stung in the foot, angrily kicking another %$(*&%$(*& catfish (i do dumb things…)

not an awful day… i caught my biggest blue ever—well over 2 feet. better than decent fight. i’ve never seen so many fish crashing the baitpods, but it happened at exactly the moment (highest tide) when the weeds appeared. the pompano were thick, but disappeared as soon as they appeared.

winds out of the south and then east and then south again… high tide and two hours after… water was pretty clear, but the surf was heavy (i think it must have been a very high tide today). fishing dead mullet and stinky frozen shrimp (too cheap to buy fresh today). a bit muggy on the beach, but quiet and peaceful. gave away a bunch of blues to some chinese guy who told me he’d give me free acupuncture…

12/9/2009



The Earl Brin surf rig. A great rig, since it lets you use a heavy leader/main line (black) and then tie into that main line, a thin line hook line (red)… I use very small hooks (1/0) for pomps and whiting, and the eyes are too small to pass a thicker leader line. This solves the problem. It also allows you to very easily and very precisely place the hook lines.

The Earl Brin surf rig. A great rig, since it lets you use a heavy leader/main line (black) and then tie into that main line, a thin line hook line (red)… I use very small hooks (1/0) for pomps and whiting, and the eyes are too small to pass a thicker leader line. This solves the problem. It also allows you to very easily and very precisely place the hook lines.

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