Spotted Tail Fishing Report (May 14)
John Kumiski: Somewhat self-fishly, I fished alone every day this week. Thus the Lone Ranger Orlando Fishing report. I fish alone, yeah, with nobody else. You know when I fish alone, I prefer to be by myself! My apologies to George Thorogood.
Fishing alone let’s me try new techniques and places I probably wouldn’t try if someone else was with me. So this week was an opportunity for personal growth. Yeah, that’s it.
My old EZ Loader trailer has been rebuilt. It is now for sale. Details at this link spottedtail.com/sale-rebuilt-aluminum-ez-loader-trailer/.
Some fascinating reading about dinosaurs here – allaboutbirds.org/they-had-feathers-is-the-world-ready-to-see-dinosaurs-as-they-really-were-2/
Who doesn’t love reading about dinosaurs? I would like to tie some flies with dinosaur feathers. Probably won’t happen…
Monday, went out in the Mitzi on the mightly Atlantic. I wanted two things- Spanish mackerel for my aunt and a neighbor, and tarpon for me. Got the macks, at least. There was a load of them out there. Yes, the Sting Silver from Haw River Tackle is probably the best mackerel lure on the planet.
I did see one tarpon roll- talk about the Lone Ranger! My booby prize was a mongo jack that crushed a DOA Bait Buster. I got to try my new fighting belt, it worked quite nicely. It was an awesome day that I enjoyed tremendously.
Tuesday morning found the kayak on the Econlockhatchee. Of course I was expecting it to be as good as the last time I was there and of course it was not. Five hours, five small bass, a missed strike or two, and again, one redbelly that managed to impale itself on the bass bug. The river looked great, running low and clear. It was an awesome day that I enjoyed tremendously.
Wednesday found the kayak on the Mosquito Lagoon. It had been wet all of five minutes when my somewhat disbelieving eyes spotted a pod of eight or ten redfish, tailing. The cast, the bite, the 16 inch trout that spooked all the other fish.
A few minutes later a pair of tails appeared, but disappeared before a cast could happen. Splash! Crash! Something chasing a shrimp. The fly (a rootbeer colored Sparkle Crab) fell there and an 18 inch trout bit. So I’ve been out five minutes and have already released two fish. Before lunch I would release four reds, all in the slot, all sight fished. After lunch six or seven more would get released. Plus there were missed strikes and blown shots. It was going on! I got to that wonderful point where you say, “I do not want to fish anymore.” And I passed up a bunch of shots paddling back to the launch. It was an awesome day that I enjoyed tremendously.
Thursday, doing something I don’t often do, I went to Playalinda hoping to pull a fish or two out of the surf. This involves walking the beach, as far into the water as I’m comfortable going, and casting a pair of bucktail jigs (rigged tandem) into the waves. The surf was high enough that conditions were marginal. So was the fishing. In a little over an hour I had jumped a single bluefish.
Since I had the kayak and a fly rod, I went to a different spot in the Mosquito Lagoon than the previous day. Of course I was expecting it to be as good as the last time I was there and of course it was not. There were fewer fish and they seemed more spooky. But eight or ten decent shots came my way, and two handsome, seven pound redfish were released, still on the same Sparkle Crab. It was an awesome day that I enjoyed tremendously.
Friday I went to my favorite spot on the St. Johns River. Before launching the kayak I knew it would be tough fishing- there was no fishy activity going on. The bullfrogs were ribbeting, the birds were chirping and scolding, the coots were being goofy as always- but no fish. I never thought I would get skunked there, but that’s exactly what happened. I was out of there before noon. It was still an awesome day that I enjoyed tremendously.
So fishing was a mixed bag this week, and I learned a few new things. The weather was great. I am so lucky to be able to do what I do.
Still have open days this month. Give me a call if you want to go fishing! And that is the Lone Ranger Orlando fishing report from Spotted Tail.
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Life is short- Go Fishing!