Fishing
Florida Sportsman member: Ruff One She looks at me and says ” seas are down, wind is down, cobia are biting, get off your a–, get your stuff together and lets get out here!” She doesn’t have to twist my arm much for me to respond. In thirty minutes we were at the ramp and rolling. No messing around on this trip..
Chain pickerel, or jack, are the ruin of shiners and fingers, but great fun nonetheless. How often have you heard “Oh, crap! It’s a bass,” from your buddy when his fish jumps in the middle of a dogged battle? That’s right. Not very often. In our Bizzaro world fishermen indeed prefer the safe, predictable largemouth to hooking our freshwater barracuda, pike of the south, the far more spectacular, exciting and yes, somewhat-dangerous pickerel.
Florida Sportsman member: INTREPID377 These fish were very finicky and we had to follow them for extended periods to get a strike. They were gorging themselves on flying fish and had tuna sized flocks of birds over them. We could shadow the fish at trolling speed and watch them lazily cruise by the boat.
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