Check out the pandemonium as this South Florida harbor erupts with baitfish getting absolutely lit up by predators. Funny thing is, the guys in the video don’t seem to realize WHY the mullet are going crazy. For pete’s sake, boys grab a rod!!
So, I’m guessing this is kinda what the end result of a one-night spawn between a crappie, a bass and a beach ball might look like. This particular specimen was hooked on a shrimp cast by Stan Nabozny in Matagorda Bay, Texas. The fish was released is actually a pending lGFA All-Tackle Length record. Do you know what it is??
Use the comments section below and see if you can Name that Fish!
A 10-pound yellow on bass gear is like hooking the bumper of a garage truck!
In Baja, some anglers live for jumping stripers, casting iron into boiling yellowfin or stopping on floating debris and catching dorado until their arms get sore. Others get off on the sound of a reel screaming as a wahoo rips for the horizon. And then there’s adrenalin jolt you get when pez gallo charges your bait just beyond the surf.
All that stuff is cool — really cool – and I love it, but my absolute favorite thing to do down there is to mess around inshore with freshwater bass gear.
The shallow rocks, beaches and kelp lines on both sides of the peninsula harbor a mind-boggling array of finned critters of all shapes and sizes. Many of these species are too small or not good enough table fare to be targeted by other anglers, but who cares? They bite, burn line like crazy and pull a lot harder than anything you’ll find in a lake or river back home.
Okay, so the entire FishWithJD gang fishes a lot, but with as much as our pal Mark DeShields wets a line, we may have to make him an honorary member of the team. Lately, he’s been on the tuna trail, but he also recently got back from Juneau, Alaska where he flyfished for kings…in saltwater.
So, I’m not sure who originally thought it was a good idea to go spend all day in the blinding tropical sun, hunting for fish that are only slightly smaller than the low-freeboard skiff you’re in and then trying to hook said monster with a wad of feathers and glue, but they tell me fly fishing for tarpon is a blast!
Our pal and Northern California fishing guide extraordinaire, John Klar is officially a tarpon fishing junkie these days and has been making annual treks down to Marathon Key…the epicenter of South Florida silver king fishing.
Though the cold water denizens of Nor Cal’s Redwood Coast are what put grub on Klar’s table, it’s tarpon on flea flickin’ gear that really tickles his Toad (the fly pattern, Tarpon Toad, that is!). Is it the art of the stalk? The act of making a perfect cast to a fish and seeing him turn? Does the rush come from the instant you stick one with some steel? Or when a fish the size of Rhode Island goes airborne?
Alll bow to the king!!!
Perhaps it’s all about getting up close and personal with a fish…touching it…and then letting it go…
Definatley bigger than a steelhead...and the water's warmer too!
So, we had a little family camping trip down near Santa Cruz last week, so, of course I had to bring a rod (or 10). A quick call to my pal Mike Baxter, all-around S.C. ocean fishing guru and host of the Let’s Go Fishing Radio Show told me that there was a pretty good shot at getting a striper or two…and maybe a halibut…off the area beaches.
I’ve caught stripers in the rivers, bay, inland lakes and even in the surf from a partyboat, but never while standing on the sand…so the whole concept sounded cool to me! I grabbed a box of poppers and swimbaits and the closest thing I have to a surf rod and headed to the beach.
Well, you know the story of best laid plans and all. It was a family vacation with boo-koo kids running around, so fishing time was very limited. [click to continue…]
Wahoo (or “ono” if you’re hanging out in the Hawaiian Islands) are one of the baddest fish in the ocean. They can reach speeds of nearly 50 mph, have some seriously nasty teeth and can grow quite large — the world record is 184 pounds. They are a top-notch game fish in tropical and sub-tropical waters around the globe and are divine table fare.
Some folks say that the name Wahoo is a derivation of the name of the Hawaiian Island Oahu…while others say “Wahoo” is what you shout when you hook one. Their Island name, Ono, comes from the Hawaiian word for delicious: ‘ono.
Whatever you call ‘em, wahoo are a blast to catch and even more fun to throw on the grill!