Rollin’ With The Homies
Posted on May 31st, 2012
I’m a bass man. What can I say?
Tagged: airport sorties, Florida, nuchal hump, peacock bass
Posts tagged “peacock bass”
Epoxy For Example
Posted on March 27th, 2012
Maybe it’s the need to further simplicity, maybe it’s a stubbornness to stick with a go-to that continually works over a broad spectrum of species and conditions. But fish that eat other fish tend to like these hard-headed flies with big eyes and synthetic hair. With stuff like Clear-Cure Goo they take two minutes to tie and last until you lose them or your knot fails. I’ve likely repeated this thought far too many times in photos and typed words, but until something doesn’t work, it does. Know what I’m saying?
Tagged: eat me flies, fIREHOSE, peacock bass, simplicity
You Can Almost Think That You’re Seeing Double
Posted on March 15th, 2012
On a cold, dark night on a Spanish stair. (Or a warm windy day as the bite turned on at sunset.) Fished for an hour at dusk, mostly achieving nothing. I don’t know if it was the change in fly or the time of day but a flip switched and the hits finally started coming. Weird things start happening when you stick your point and shoot underwater and there’s not much light.
Tagged: Dylan, peacock bass
Punk
Posted on March 12th, 2012
Pierced, spiked and branded, with the austere bars of Black Flag.
Tagged: Flurda, forced fly fishing analogies, peacock bass
Color Safe
Posted on February 23rd, 2012
If I lived there still I might get tired of it. Maybe. (If I lived there I’d do everything possible to be in the express lane passing through Whitewater Bay.) But if I’m down there and I have a free moment in the right place, it’s a safe bet to figure what’s lighting up my train of thought.
FLORIDA: The Ditch Slam
Posted on November 3rd, 2011
The whole thing started with the least of expectations. I had a rod and some time to kill due to a delayed appointment. I made some casts. I caught nothing. I drove to the appointment. Delayed again, for another hour. I google mapped. I found nearby water. I tried a new fly. On my first cast I caught a mayan cichlid. Sweet. Then I saw a dark swirling shape hanging out near a submerged drain pipe. I made a cast. A largemouth bass with a middling amount of heft liked my offering. OK, cool. I released the bass. Then I saw two bulbous fish cruising the shoreline at a fast clip. I made a lead cast. One charged like a mofo. It took off…
Camouflage
Posted on October 30th, 2011
Makes sense about that pre-wiring for ambush.
Tagged: adventures in ditch fishing, peacock bass
Sing Me Back Home
Posted on October 26th, 2011
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
Threat Level Orange
Posted on March 8th, 2011
The canals of South Florida had business that needed tending. Mark Hall of Fly Fish Florida Peacocks hooked us up. Corey Kruitbosch rolled through town on his way to the Keys and took pictures (his will be much better than mine posted here.) The fish got a little pissed off at being tricked. Corey also rocked a tilapia.
Tagged: Corey Kruitbosch, Mark Hall, peacock bass, tilapia on fly
If You Knew It Was Your Last For A While
Posted on February 4th, 2010
The fall didn’t end on such a hot note. The decent weather sandwiched between Noreasters left little windows of fishability. If you weren’t in a position to capitalize on those slots on the quick then, well, that was just too bad for you. Too bad for me for way too damn certain. [Exclamation point.] I’m off to Florida next week and I’m not so sure what I’m going to find. Some bad shit went down, man. I haven’t heard much about my ditches on the inside, but butterfly peacocks die when the water temps fall below 60 degrees. Usually not a problem in South Florida but this year…The only way to know for sure is to keep casting.
