Heading North

I’m heading north in the next day or two. Really looking forward to it. The plan is to fish with my son up in Connecticut. Its going to be a wicked blast. No snook, redfish, or tarpon in this adventure. This is apt to be a largemouth bass, and trout deal. But the change of pace is fine by me. I enjoy all forms of fishing.

Eight Pound Snook Being Released

Eight Pound Snook Being Released

And we’ll float a few sections of the Connecticut River in the drift boat too.  Can’t wait. As much as I love my Adios, I miss the old drift boat. Spend many years at those bronze oar locks. So how long will I be up there? Not sure. It depends on how long a young guy can put up with a senior citizen in the house!

 

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Barred Owl Times 3

Early this morning it rained hard. Around 11 AM, however, it eased up a bit. So I walked over to the kitched window to see if I could get out for a bike ride. As I looked a large bird landed in a tree across the parking lot. From the size of its broad wings, I assumed it was big hawk.  Florida is home to the largest variety of birds I have ever seen. They come in all sizes, shapes and colors, from majestic bald eagles, to frigates and swallow-tail kites, to roseate spoonbills and pelicans, to woodpeckers on down.

The rain had reduced  to a light drizzle, so I decided to go see the buteo. As I crossed the parking lot, I noted there were actually three of them in the same tree. Highly unusual. One of them spooked immediately, and as it took off, I discovered it wasn’t a hawk at all; it was a barred owl.  The remaining two were as well.  Now in New England I never came across barred owls in a group. And I rarely saw them in broad daylight. Barred owls are noctural by nature. Moreover, it was uncommon up north to hear them call except in low light. But down here they call all day long. “Whooo-cooks-for-you”

A Soaking Wet Barred Owl

A Soaking Wet Barred Owl

By the time I got my camera, all three had flown off, although I saw one land in a tree about 125 yards away.  Then the damn heavens opened up and it poured buckets. About an hour later, the rain subsided again. So with camera in hand, I ventured outside. Sure enough my owl was still in the same spot. I snuck up like Tonto. As I neared, I noticed his two buddies were there too; both partially hidden. My target owl was in the open. But unfortunately it had its back to me. Then I got real lucky.  I tripped the shutter, and the bird must of heard it, because it instantly turned and looked right at me. The next “click” scored. Got my picture that time.

Barred owls are sometimes called Rain Owls. Now I finally know why. They seem to like rainy, overcast days. Or at least these three do….

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More Pompano on a Fly

Last night NOAA reported that SE winds would kick up by the following afternoon. So I got out early, in hopes of getting in some fishing before hand. I worked my way down the bar to a sweet spot. Then I staked the Adios and climbed out. Right off I caught some spotted seatrout on the 6-weight. Next I  grabbed the 8-weight and began wading along, combing the deeper water off the front of the bar.

Pompano on a FLy

Pompano on a Fly

Bingo. Within 3 casts I had another nice pompano on a fly. This one was smaller than the last two, around 16 inches to the fork.  Still it put up a real struggle. At one point it reversed directions and ran under my kayak, which was staked out behind me. I quickly waded over and pulled the pompano out, only to have it do a 360 around me and shoot back toward deeper water. Man, I had to spin on my heels.

21" Spotted Seatrout

21″ Spotted Seatrout

After that the wind started punching an honest 20, and white caps were popping up. Time to paddle back home. Pronto. Back in the shelter of the marina, I passed a big Contender armed with 3, 300 horse Verados.  Doubt he worries about the wind!

900 Horses Ready to Rumble

900 Horses Ready to Rumble

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Pete Brings the Mother Ship

Awhile back in early March, I did a post on Pete’s motorized kayak. He owns several. Way cool stuff. Pete sure knows how to gear up. Then a few days ago, Pete kicked things up a notch. He showed up at the ramp with the Mother Ship. Damn.

Pete Brings the Mother Ship

Pete Brings the Mother Ship

As he launched this full-blown expedition, my jaw dropped. Boat? Three Kayaks? All I’ll could do is defend myself with a wise crack. I yelled. “Pete, did  you forget the jet ski?” He smiled. I smiled back. Truth is – standing there with my one lone kayak, I felt totally inadequate. Pete give me a break!

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A 6-Weight Fly Rod Kinda Day

It was dead calm this morning – a 6-weight fly rod kinda day. The tide was slack low around 6:30 Am. So I held off an hour to catch some incoming water. It was a beautiful ride out to the flats, with just a touch of fog. Poled around a mile to a favorite spot where there is a “cut” in the sandbar.

A Six-Weight Fl y Rod Kinda Day

A Six-Weight Fly Rod Kinda Day

Six-weight fly rods can be a blast on the flats. They’re light, easy to cast, and make even a small fish fun. Moreover, a 6-weight line makes a delicate presentation. On a shallow, calm flat, that’s a major plus. Super stealthy. My rod is a Scott, 3-piece, STS, matched up with a Ross Canyon 3#. A floating line and a 10- foot leader round out the rig.

Naturally I use smaller flies with this rod. This morning it was a size 6# crab fly I tied yesterday. The body is olive woolly chenille. The tail is orange craft fur. It has a 1/50 ounce lead eye. And of course, the usual rubber legs. Don’t leave home without them.

Size 6 Crab Fly

Size 6 Crab Fly

Spotted seatrout were first on the list. They were smaller than last time I was out here. Still the trout were great on the 6-weight. As the tide filled in, I turned my attention to the outside edge of the sandbar in hopes of finding a nice redfish. No luck in that department, but once again a big pompano spiced things up.

Pompano on a 6-Weight Fly Rod

Pompano on a Six Weight Fly Rod

Pompano are powerful. Boy, they can run, and they have beaucoup endurance to match. It gave my six-weight quite a workout. The damn thing smoked across the flats. This one was a shade smaller than the last one. I’ll guess around 4 pounds? Could be wrong.

Did I bring it home? No, I released it. Still I have to say I was tempted. Pompano are superb on the table; one of the best eating fish on the planet. In the market it might bring 22 bucks a pound. The meat has a firm texture, almost like veal. And it is delicious too.

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