Camouflage
Posted on October 30th, 2011
Makes sense about that pre-wiring for ambush.
Tagged: adventures in ditch fishing, peacock bass
Makes sense about that pre-wiring for ambush.
Tagged: adventures in ditch fishing, peacock bass
I would never argue they’re the most challenging fish or that casting from a mowed patch of St. Augustine equates with an emerald bonefish flat, but it’s something I like to do. And on the technicolor scale they take a back seat to nothing.
Tagged: adventures in ditch fishing, peacock bass
A time ago I took a correspondence course from the Shakey The Mohel School of Film. Anyway, here’s some less than stable shots from an old trip* that at least shows somewhat the blast of chasing false albacore. *(Repurposed from a while back, just because.)
Tagged: backing, false albacore, shakey
The striped bass of the Chesapeake, and therefore the Eastern Seaboard, got a dose of good news this week with a big spike in the Young of the Year numbers. I spoke briefly with my friend John Page Williams of the Chesapeake Bay Foundation about it, and he said it has everything to do with ideal weather conditions during spawn and early life stage. Of course, the best news for the striped bass in the long run could come out of the ASMFC meeting in Boston in two weeks. Williams and his friends in the CCA and other conservation groups have been working hard to ensure that the result comes down in favor of protecting the bass. “It looks to be a landmark vote,”…
Tagged: ASMFC, Chesapeake Bay Foundation, menhaden, rock the vote, striped bass
Uh…(slackjawed) Found via Epic Blitz.
Tagged: Bad Craziness, Blitz, bluefish, false albacore, little tunny, Montauk
I emailed the forecast late last night to Nick Murray, who responded “Too late to back out now.” OK, then. I’d already bailed on a Montauk trip this week, and got burned by it. Stripers still eat during Small Craft Advisories. You go on days like today, you figure you are owed something. But the fish don’t know shit about Karma or paying dues or risk-reward. They’re either there or not. They were not. But Mr. Murray caught a fluke.
The delivery captain loosened up and had some stories about things. New Age mystics had commissioned him for a night trip, once, and he lost power, and a strange green light rose up around the boat. Then one time a low-flying Cessna headed for the south island fell out of the sky and disappeared below the waves in a blink. We all needed to unwind after the crossing; holding tight in 8 to 10s in the stream built a collective nervous tension. The tables at the restaurant sat under a trellis on an open-air patio, and the breeze kicked up from the front that had hindered our cruise, sending napkins into the air. Tim tried the ring toss game and stuck it on the…
Tagged: bimini, Bimini Ring Toss, bonefish
Wanted: Drummer and bass player to comprise rhythm section of power trio. Looking for Fugazi-style vocal foil arrangement set against the backdrop of late 80s emerging Wetlands jam band funk noodling, with a one drop backbeat and a strong Creedence personality. Must assume responsibility for all solos, like dogs.
This ain’t no tournament and I ain’t got no sponsors to placate. If you’re willing to take on the surface it’s all well and good.
Tagged: jumping, largemouth bass, poppers
“Yesterday I got a call from the outside world but I said no in thunder.” –Jim Harrison
Tagged: Barking