Doctor John, Patrick, and Kris White have been alternating on the foredeck these last few days, trying to get a few trips in between hurricanes. It hasn’t been exactly easy, and there has been some form of wind every day from passing storms. We’ve had to endure a few slow periods, drift through wads of Jungle Alligators, thirty of them, some of them hissing at us, I kept the pole ready in my hands to defend the boat. Thankfully it wasn’t necessary. No snook in that cove.
We’ve been all over the Everglades looking for fish, there are still tons of fresh water spilling from the uplands and there are a few snook in the most likely places out back, but the best fishing has been on the outside, when the weather will let us get to it.
September is a turning point, everything is changing, the snook are on the move, the reds are feeling amorous and schooling up on the flats, several times this week we were surrounded by schooling reds, lots of them, thirty, fifty at a time. They’re hard to catch when they’re like that, somehow they don’t seem interested in eating, but they can be caught, check the gallery for a couple of redfish pictures.
On the last day, when “Ike,” was bearing down on us, the forecast was for high winds and turbulent seas but it was fishable when we left the dock before sunrise. We had to fight our way home before noon, but not before Kris had clipped about fifteen snook, three reds and this tarpon, all on fly, for a Grand Slam, Everglades Style!
