Central Florida Kayak Fishing Report- The Week of the Super Grand Slam!

Central Florida Kayak Fishing Report- The Week of the Super Grand Slam!

Thank you for reading this Central Florida Kayak Fishing Report. This was the week of the super grand slam! A proper slam happens in a day. This one took me all week to get, but ya take what ya get these days.

Blog Posts This WeekLeave It As It Is- A Book Review 

Other Bits of Life– Peter Green, one of the founding members of Fleetwood Mac and a hero of my youth, passed away this week. I had the pleasure of seeing him, and them, in concert back in 1970 at the Boston Tea Party. I’ve been to a lot of concerts- that one remains one of the most memorable.

Weather Forecast from Hell-

Northeast winds 55 to 65 knots with gusts to around 80 knots. Seas 
27 to 30 feet with a dominant period 11 seconds. Extremely rough on the 
intracoastal waters. Periods of showers.

Coming at us on Sunday.

FISHING!

Monday– launched the kayak on Spruce Creek, illegally, since it was before sunrise and I had no light*. Got a ticket from the marine patrol there, a long time ago, for the same reason. But, I digress.

Before the sun hit the horizon, I found a redfish cruising the bank. Dropped the bunny leech in front of him. He acted the way they are supposed to, and I had a redfish release before sunrise.

Spruce Creek red, on a black bunny leech. Welcome to a new day!

Back in the day, at that time in the morning you’d see jacks crushing mullet, hear snook popping, etc. None of that this morning, very placid. Sad.

Found some baby tarpon rolling a while later. Jumped two, one on the leech and one on a small gray shrimp pattern. Them little boogers is hard to hook!

Found another shoreline red. Thought I had it, but the fish spooked off the fly. It didn’t have a weedguard (it was the one I had tossed it at the tarpon) and it hooked on a shell. That was my morning, and a lovely one it was.

Didn’t fish Tuesday or Wednesday, but I did watch The Kids Are Alright, a documentary about The Who. When they played Young Man Blues it gave me shivers, just freaking awesome. They don’t make them like that any more.

Thursday– Got up too early (really- the days are getting shorter and I’m still on the June program) but got to see Orion above the eastern horizon as I drove to the Indian River. Dropped the kayak in illegally again (no light) and paddled to where I hoped the fish would be.

The best one- of course I didn’t notice the lens was foggy…

In a clear example of “that’s fishing,” I did not get a bite for an hour and a half, then I hooked four snook on four casts, catching three of them. The fourth sawed through my leader (#25 fluoro). The bait was a RipTide Sardine. One of the caught ones was a real one, five or six pounds, my nicest one this year. The one that got away was WAY bigger, of course. 🙂

This was a decent one, too.

A while later I got another snook, a dinker. Then I found some dinker tarpon rolling. One took a black and white streamer and I actually used a dehooker to release it. I did not photograph it, but it was important to the slam. Then I paddled back to the car.

Friday– Got up at 6 am, was on the road to Mosquito Lagoon at 0645. Got caught in some wreck traffic, so I didn’t launch the kayak until 0800.

The water is so green. The first redfish I saw was not social distance away. I did not get a shot. And something I was reminded of this day was, it’s hard to drop a fly exactly where you want it to land when the fish is eight or ten feet away. The next several fish I saw, I could have speared more easily than tossed a fly to them. They were that hard to see.

The fly was deep enough I just cut it off and let the fish have it.

In spite of the murk I had three great shots- did not get a bite. Then I had an impossible one, leader in the rod, and hooked and caught the fish, a really nice red, eight pounds or so.

Black drum, not as pretty as brook trout. I still love them.

I ended up hooking four redfish and catching two, two black drum and catching one, and the last fish, just to put the exclamation point on the slam, was my best trout this year. I think the fish knew there’s a storm coming. They were just stupid, and more active than I’ve seen them in a long time. GLAD I WENT!!!

An EP-style streamer, blind-casting!!!

*If memory serves, the regulation is, any vessel less than seven meters doing less than seven knots needs a single white light, visible from 360 degrees, at the distance of a mile, when operating between sunset and sunrise.

And that’s my central Florida kayak fishing report for this week. Thanks for reading it!

I think I fish, in part, because it’s an anti-social, bohemian business that, when gone about properly, puts you forever outside the mainstream culture without actually landing you in an institution. – John Gierach

Life is great and I love my work!

Every day is a blessing. Don’t waste it- Go Fishing!

John Kumiski, author of Fishing Florida by Paddle- An Angler’s Guide
Purchase Fishing Florida by Paddle- An Angler’s Guide at http://www.spottedtail.com/fishing-florida-by-paddle/

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Leave It As It Is- A Review

Review- Leave It As It Is

Since the first mass-produced Bible came off Gutenberg’s printing press, books have been important to human beings. During this pandemic they are as important as they ever were. David Gessner has just published one that is more important than the average book.

Leave It As It Is- A Journey Through Theodore Roosevelt’s American Wilderness (Simon and Schuster, hardcover, 340 pages) isn’t always easy to read. I found myself sometimes thinking “Alright, just get to the point,” as I read. When Gessner makes the point though (and he always does), I had many “Ah ha!” moments. Things that I always felt but had never articulated were given voice. Information I probably should have known but didn’t was presented. New concepts were introduced. And lots of the information centered around Teddy Roosevelt, his passion for wild lands, and his vigorous protection of them.

Sadly, lots of the information presented centers around Donald Trump and his un-protecting of protected wild lands. Gessner is not a fan of Mr. Trump.

Leave it as it is. Roosevelt uttered these words during a speech at the Grand Canyon. He was talking about landscapes that had been manipulated and manicured by fire and farming for hundreds of generations, which were thought of by the white settlers as wilderness. A sad point in our history, national parks and monuments were created at the same time as Indian reservations. Indigenous peoples were moved from one to the other, often forcefully. Gessner loves Roosevelt, but he makes no attempt to gloss over the injustices done to the original Americans.

Gessner says modern man shoulders plenty of blame for our current state of affairs. “At this very moment, every second of every day, we are guilty of our own brand of biocide, destroying not hundreds or thousands but millions of creatures that we share this planet with. We are the Borg on Star Trek assimilating all. …it is very likely species suicide for us.”

So how do we protect our wild heritage? Gessner says, “…what for some is a hiker’s paradise and for others a vast reservoir of cultural and religious significance, remains for others, first and foremost, a resource colony.” Don’t take wild lands for granted. We’re never finished protecting them. He says, “We need thoughtful, well-read, articulate human beings, of all classes, ages, genders, and races, who care enough about other human beings to throw themselves out into the world and do battle with the waves of ignorance created by those who live without empathy.”

He continues, “…our public lands are a gift from the past,,, a gift that just might be able to save us. Are we really going to look at that gift and think, Hey, no thanks, let’s just cash them in?” Gessner’s book will motivate you to get out there and help protect wild lands, to help slow down global warming. In the last analysis, our species survival is up to us.

Leave It As It Is is an important book. You should read it.

John Kumiski