Most saltwater gamefish, redfish included, eat some combination of smaller fish, shrimp, and crabs. In my 40 years of fly fishing for redfish, 25 of them as a fly-fishing guide, my taste in flies has evolved. But not as much as you might think!
Most saltwater gamefish, redfish included, eat some combination of smaller fish, shrimp, and crabs. In my 40 years of fly fishing for redfish, 25 of them as a fly-fishing guide, my taste in flies has evolved. But not as much as you might think!
Conventional wisdom says, “Use an eight-weight outfit for saltwater, including redfish.” Back when I was guiding, when I got calls about redfish charters from people who I didn’t know, and they asked me about tackle, that’s what I told them.
Orlando, Florida. It's the world's number one tourist destination. Most of the visitors come to see Disney World, Universal Studios, Sea World. Theme parks. Artificial attractions. We have better places here, natural attractions. One of them is the Tosohatchee Wildlife Management Area.
Picking only five paddle fishing trips to take in Florida? Ha! You’ll find hundreds, no, thousands, of such trips to take here. However, if we had to pick five, these would not be a bad start.
At the north end of the Mosquito Lagoon a labyrinth of islands, channels, and shallow ponds hosts loads of wading birds, dolphins, redfish, and seatrout. Canaveral National Seashore administers a dozen National Park Service campsites here.
Some of the most fun and exciting fly fishing in central Florida involves chasing largemouth bass. Almost every body of water larger than a couple acres holds bass. They're not the only species in that water, either. Spotted gar, bowfin, various sunfish species, crappie, and other fishes make every day fishing here an adventure.
This story started a long time ago, about 30 or so million years*. Deposition of calcium-rich sediments over millions of years in, what was at that time, a shallow sea created limestone beds that are thousands of feet thick. Floridians live on top of that limestone!
Susan was suffering from pandemic stress. "I have to get out of this house!" she said. After giving it some thought, I said, "Let's go to Blue Spring. We haven't been there in a long time." The state park website suggests getting there early. The rangers close the park when capacity is reached.
The Tacoma rolled into Stephen C. Foster State Park, not stopping until we reached the marina. Mike and River went looking for alligators while I checked in to our campsite. Then Mike was talking to a park employee. "I don't know that I'd bring a dog out there," he said. "Alligators have gone into boats to get at dogs here."
On our trip around the USA, which lasted 153 days (give or take one or two), Susan and I traveled a total of 15,783 miles in our Sienna van. The van used 702.5 gallons of gasoline to do that, which cost me $2,271.91. The fuel economy for the entire trip came out to 22.5 miles per gallon.
A wet morning found us at the campground at North Carolina's Stone Mountain State Park. A deluge the evening before precluded any exploration of the park's features. Our goal this day was to reach Flat Rock, where friends Jim and Kathy live.
he hills in southeastern Ohio were unexpected. We crossed the terminal moraine left by the last glacial advance shortly after passing Canton. Without the grinding action of the glaciers, the topography was relatively unaffected. The soils and groundwater were not affected either.