SUPER D wrote: »
For me, it was the first red fish caught on fly. Started out in ML, heading to the east shore. My wife and I were bebopping along, and in the middle of the lagoon I could see the tipps of grass sticking up. We stopped, and I started fishing the shoal, not a bite, so thought go to the shore line, and one pull of the rope, and it came out of motor. my wife starts freaking out, HOW ARE WE GETTING BACK !!!!!!!!! I say no problem to fix, but it was prime time to fish, not fix the motor. I started fishing the shoal again, and then i see them!!! Fifty or more huge tails, moving at us fast. I had never seen this, and thought tarpon. I grabbed fly rod, and started casting and the fish got to my fly, and dove down, and came back up on other side of fly. I chased them with the TM, got in front again and made another cast, same thing again. I change flys, get in front again, and make a cast, the line shoots like came out of a cannon, the tippet broke at the shock. Now I have 8 pound tippet, with no shock, and grab the first fly I see, a #4 Couser minno, get in front again, and the school turns around, and goes the other way. I chase them again, got the sun to my back, and first cast fish on. My wife looks at her watch, and 30 minnets later, I pull a 43" Red fish in the boat. The 8 pound tippet was freighed for 18", and the #4 hook was caught in the corner of her mouth. That was the last time I went fishing without a camera. I the rope did not brake, or the fish ate one of the casts, before the shock broke off, I would not have caught that fish. Thats my story and i'm sticking to it.https://sites.google.com/site/thejonboatadvantage/
Bite 1 wrote: »
Years ago at the old lake worth spillway. Had one giant shad left in the the cooler. ( we used to net shad in lake clark and put in coolers w/ bubblers and run to the spillway) Were fishing up top off the lock when I hooked up my biggest snook EVER.. Finally get him to the wall and a guy says he has a bridge gaff(big treble on a rope) so O.K saves me trip down into the lower wall and water as well as a good fence climb. He hooks the beast and starts bringing him up. It is huge and we are both pulling on the rope when the the fish starts flopping and comes off the hook and drops the 20-30 ft, to the water with a splat. Heartbroken all I can do is just stare at the water and current as he disappears into the depths downstream. Just as the realization that my fish is really gone and I should go home sets in I see a white belly floating and drifting about a hundred yds. out . It is my fish. After really weighing my options and knowing the waters as well as I did I took a leap of faith and jumped off the wall. The current allowed me to catch up quickly. He was so massive I couldn't get a grip on him so I put my whole arm up through his gill area and came out the mouth and proceeded to do a rescue swim angled at the sand banks on the north side. After beaching both of us and resting awhile took him to the house. Wt. 42lbs. Parents were not home and no cooler big enough to save my trophy to show off so I put it and ice in the bathtub. Surprisingly Dad was more upset than Mom over the fish in the tub.It turned out O.K. as I lived through it to fish another day and Dad really liked the fillets I put in the freezer. I have since heard of several "fish rescues" of this nature at the spillway. It was a great time in our lives and a great memory in mine. Bite 1
SUPER D wrote: »
My wife does'nt fish, but she will go with me from time to time. She brings me good luck, she was with me when i caught that Red, and my first keeper snook, and my first east coast grand slam, Snook red tarpon and a trout. After I caught my first keeper snook, she wanted me to let it go, I was a fish killer, for a month. Then she ate it.https://sites.google.com/site/thejonboatadvantage/
charlie tuna wrote: »
About 15 years ago i decided to take my snook fishing boat (14' aluminum-20hp w/trolling motor) down in the middle keys and fish for tarpon or redfish on the golf side. All artificials - spinning reel - 8# test w/20# leader. I launched around 6:30 AM and it was just light enough to see the markers leading me out to the golf side. The channel carried me close to an island and i could see a bunch of pelicans working a school of bait on the other side of this island. So i slowed down and approched using the trolling motor in water that was two feet deep. There i see some mullet being chased by some nice size reds,but very close to the island's shore line. As i reach for my pole, one was rigged with a weedless spoon, which seemed perfect since the water was so shallow. My first cast placed the spoon directly in front of the chasing redfish which spooked them and they went in all directions!!! Crap!!! I started to reel the spoon back in --didn't move it three feet and a giant explosion occurs as this monster tarpon is after the spoon in water that is too shallow for him to swim in??? Line comes tight and he heads for the golf and then turns south. Right away i tell myself - "this won't take long" as the trolling motor isn't keeping up with the fish --- and now the fish is headed for two markers and i can't tell which side the fish is on?? I take a guess and was lucky - i gueesed right!! Now the boat has a GPS and it's functioning as far as milage. The trolling motor is slowing down now due to the drain on the battery, and i'm almost out of line. My only chance is to get the trolling motor up --- make my way to the back of the boat -- lower the 20 HP outboard down -- and hand crank it, ALL the time holding the rod. Motor cranks up on the first pull !!! I start chasing the fish and gaining my line back ---small Orvis Reel .. The fish continues to head south along a string of islands at a steady pace, and jumps every once in a while --- 250#+ ! Now it's been over an hour and i am thirsty, so i make my way to the cooler and gulp down a coke!! There is another boat with four guys fishing near this one island and they see this fish jump and they start yelling to me if i need a hand -- which i said no... And after three or four cokes, you need to pee!! Everything you do is planned out. The fish turned around this island and headed east into a deep channel and stayed in this channel going back and fourth for two hours -- now i'm only 50 to 60 feet from the fish and i'm wondering what that 20# - 3 foot leader must look like??? The four guys were leaving and came by and asked me again if i need help -- and i said no!! Two more hours and i'm still following the fish -- when this boat pulls back up in the same island and it's the same guys ---and the fish jumps close to their boat and i hear the guy say "hey, that guy has another monster on" !! Well six and a half hours (7:30AM to 2:00PM) into the fight -- the hook pulls!! The fish carried me 18.5 miles south of where i hooked it. Now i had pictures of the fish jumping --not good pictures -- but pictures -- but there was nothing to relate the size of the fish. I reeled the line up -- looked at that leader -- not a scratch on it ---- hooked that spoon in the eye of the rod. And headed in!! I was raised on charter boats and have caught world record fish -- and many unreal fishing days offshore--- but that was my best day --and never caught a fish !!!