The last two years my family has agreed to keep the kids for
two weeks while they attend an art camp in Little Rock, AR. It’s a really great experience for
everyone. The kids get away from the parents. The family gets the kids without parent
oversight. And I get to sneak away for a
two week fly fishing road trip. The real
challenge was deciding where to go.
There
are some obvious obstacles with weather and cost being the primary ones. This was a solo trip so there’s no splitting
the bill. I camp and cook my meals to
save money. I make several game plans but
don’t pick the first destination until a few days beforehand. It’s completely based on the weather
forecast. This year the trip started in
Southeast Louisiana and ended in Wisconsin.
The beauty of a road trip is, as long as you’re still moving, you’re
doing it right. Don’t know how many
miles I traveled but I caught fish in 5 states and camped the entire trip. There were several challenges over those 14
days. Rain, lightning storms, cell phone
being locked (carrier thought it was lost/stolen) and equipment failures that
tried to rain on my parade but those are what made it an adventure.
There's not much that gets the heart racing like chasing redfish through the marshes of Southeast Louisiana. However, Tropical Storm Colin tried to put a damper on my fun. It traveled over Florida but impacted the Louisiana coast. I arrived Monday afternoon to rain. Luckily, the 15-20 mph winds pushed that through quickly enough. What never crossed my mind was the tidal impact. The tidal surge kept the tides really high while I was there. The worst part was the water clarity. It resembled coffee more that chocolate milk.
Zero visibility |
If given the choice, I'd rather sightfish reds in the marsh. Surprisingly, this technique works best when you see them first. Not as productive when they spot you first. At one point, I was polling along and looked down to see a 30 inch red swimming in the shadow of my kayak. I was losing 10 lbs of water a minute through excessive perspiration so I'm guessing he was cooling off in the shade. I briefly considered pouncing on it. I knew how that would go.
If you're a parent you've probably experienced something similar. That time you were sitting on the couch playing with your child on the floor. When they suddenly jumped up and into your chin. It's nothing like that. Putting your hands on a red while it's green is like getting punched in the face by an airbag. I had no interest in MMAing this trip so I passed on the opportunity.
But sightfishing is much more than actually seeing fish. It's a hunt and hunters use all their senses. I'm not a hunter so I just used my ears. If you can't see them, listen for them chasing and crashing bait. Reds are known for their aggressive behavior. Over the next three days I covered miles of water listening for the distinct toilet flushing sound a red makes when it eats. Watching for any movement of bait or those distinct "V" wakes they make when they zero in on a target. When one was found it was almost always a guaranteed eat. Unless you folly the presentation and then it's almost always rejection. I experienced my share of both everyday.
After three days I was exhausted. I hadn't planned on MMAing this trip but big reds come ready to battle. The heat, winds, and miles of paddling had added up. I tapped out and started driving to the Ozarks. Stowed the big sticks and packed the dry bags.
Read part 2 here:http://looknfishy.blogspot.com/2016/07/timing-fly-roadtrip-part-2-ozarks.html
The Video post if you haven't seen it:
http://looknfishy.blogspot.com/2016/06/my-2-week-journey-on-fly.html
Best viewed on YouTube here:
https://youtu.be/GQzgJh8psGk
Fantastic, Drew! Something like this trip needs to go on my bucket list. I caught a SMALL (maybe 17") redfish in a kayak nearshore fishing in the Gulf of Mexico south of Tallahassee a few years ago. Hired a guide and we went out 2 days after a tropical storm came through. Same coffee conditions.
ReplyDeleteThe fish look FUN. What size/model of rod do you prefer for that kind of work.
Beautiful photos, Drew. Feeling green with envy right now. Congrats. It sounds like it was a lot of work, but looks like you were rewarded!
Thank you. It usually isn't that much work. On a good day I rarely travel more than a couple miles and need to take a break from catching so many. Just bad timing on this trip. But I wouldn't change a thing I had a great time.
DeleteI like an 8 for most situations. Having a 9-10 handy for rare cases...over 40 inch and windy days. But really the most important part is having a large arbor. It's not more than 5 ft deep in most cases. Diving isn't an option but they will run into the backing several times.
It's hard to beat the fight of a red. I think pound for pound they may be the hardest fighting fish. A 20inch red and peel line like nothing.
ReplyDeleteI wouldn't argue with you about that. That's why they're my favorite. When they "go off" don't be in the way. So much fun!
DeleteI like to call them knuckle knockers. As soon as you relax and think you have them worked over they take off spinning the reel and the handle hits your knuckles.
DeleteDrew, the way I feel right now if I left for a two week fishing trip I'd have to be certifiably crazy to come back. I think you've discovered the meaning of a healthy, happy life.
ReplyDeleteThx Howard. I have a lot to be happy about, fishing is just gravy. My favorite part of the entire trip was the family camping trip on the Buffalo River. Can't wait until they are old enough to tag along with me...even if they don't fish.
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