It’s a cold post-frontal January morning in east Central Florida. While launching my skiff in predawn darkness I can barely see the end my trailer as a heavy fog bank has settled in. Luckily, I know this part of the Saint Johns River like the back of my hand, so finding my intended fishing spot in zero visibility goes according to plan. Heavy fog of this nature is uncommon on the Saint John River basin, requiring a precise mixture of warm river water, cold winter air and dead calm conditions to occur.
Now, I love fishing as much as anybody, but fishing is great here no matter the temperature. That's why, when it's cool, it's another outdoor activity that tugs at my heart strings: cooking.
Oh, such a bold statement because let's face it, going to the dentist is typically something most people avoid as long as possible. I know I did until recently. I think part of the problem was I didn’t know anyone I trusted that I felt would do a good job. If I was going to choose a dentist it really was a shot it the dark, just picking someone randomly.
One of the things I enjoy most about publishing Spacefish is that it provides opportunities to meet new people that share my passion for fishing. Such an opportunity led to my friendship with Alan Ryland, with whom I just had the pleasure to go fishing with at the Merritt Island National Wildlife Refuge in Titusville.
TOURNAMENT DAYS: ROUND #3 2018 POWER-POLE FLORIDA PRO REDFISH SERIES with Alan Ryland & Jose "Pepi" Vidal of Team SeaDek 2018 Power-Pole Florida Pro Redfish Series-East [...]
I've written many articles over the years about the fall mullet run. I've used terms like frenzy, blitz, mayhem and frenetic to describe the fishing. Those are all good descriptors and are no exaggeration...
When was the last time you had a fellow fisherman introduce you to a new product that actually worked? Think about it for a minute — when was the last time someone said “hey, put this on your hook and I bet you will catch a fish” and it actually produced for you? Almost never, right? Well, I just had that “once in a blue moon” occurrence, and boy was I impressed.
What a fun, but exhausting three days, wandering the isles, visiting old friends and making new ones, and ogling all sorts of fancy new tackle I wish I could afford. I saw some good stuff, some bad stuff and plenty of stuff in between. Here is a rundown of the good, the bad and the ugly of ICAST 2018.