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Ode to Mike Conneen- a Photo Essay

June 22, 2024 by · Leave a Comment

An Ode to Mike Conneen Photo Essay

Thank you for reading this ode to Mike Conneen, something a little different than my usual blog. I did not fish again this week, and thought of doing this photo essay about an amazing human being.

Mike and I got to know each other while paddling on the 2013 Indian River Lagoon Paddle Adventure. We have taken a paddle trip every year since, in Florida, Louisiana, Georgia, and the Carolinas. Mike added River the Dog to the equation a few years ago, which changed the dynamic some, but overall was an awesome thing. River is just as amazing as Mike is. Mike’s been an incredible fishing and travel partner, from who I have learned tons. I consider it an honor to be his friend.

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Dawn at Jensen Beach, 2013 IRL Paddle Adventure.

 

The final crew at the 2013 IRL Paddle Adventure- Mike, Rodney Smith, Nick Colantonio, Mim Duncan, Bones Benton, John Kumiski.

 

Mike and snook, Peace River.

 

Among the crocodiles, Everglades National Park.

 

At Cockroach Bay, near Tampa.

 

On the Gulf of Mexico, Big Bend Paddling Trail.

 

Filming rampaging jacks, Manatee River.

 

Little Manatee River.

 

In the marsh near Venice, Louisiana.

 

On the Myakka River.

 

On the Suwannee River.

 

At Fellsmere Water Management Area.

 

Salt marsh along the Big Bend Paddling Trail.

 

On Rock Springs Run.

 

River and Mike, Jewell Key, Everglades National Park.

 

River and Mike, Everglades National Park.

 

A contrast in techniques, Manatee River.

 

Near Venice, Louisiana.

 

In Everglades National Park.

 

Mike’s first fish with fly tackle was this snook. Everglades National Park.

 

Loading up, 2013 IRL Paddle Adventure.

 

Paddling into the wind, Big Bend Paddling Trail.

 

On the Peace River.

 

At St. George Island.

 

Me, Mike, and River, Jewell Key, Everglades National Park.

 

Near Venice, Louisiana.

 

On the Peace River.

 

Near Venice, Louisiana.

 

In St. George Sound.

 

Shark Point chickee, Everglades National Park.

 

On Hillsborough River.

 

Outer Banks, North Carolina.

 

Bodie Island Light, Outer Banks.

 

Wright Brothers Memorial, Kitty Hawk.

 

Atop Bodie Island Light.

 

He got this rat red from his kayak, while it was on the trailer, from the western side of Pamlico Sound.

That’s the ode to Mike Conneen. Thanks for reading!

Every day is a blessing. Don’t waste it- Go fishing! Go paddling! Go for a bike ride! Stay active!

John Kumiski
www.johnkumiski.com
www.spottedtail.com
www.spottedtail.com/blog

All content in this blog, including writing and photos, © John Kumiski 2024. All rights are reserved.

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Four Days in Paradise Fishing Report and Photo Essay

May 3, 2024 by · Leave a Comment

Four Days in Paradise Fishing Report

Thank you for reading this Four Days in Paradise Fishing Report. The weather this week has been incredible. I fished three days, and went to the wetlands park one. Thus the title.

-Public Service Announcement-

May 12 is Mother’s Day. That’s a week away! Go to the store right now and take care of your domestic needs!

May Day passed a few days back. Time to dust off this baby, even though I probably won’t be fishing for the big boys-

an ideal world
hot sun, blue sky, clear, slick water
sweat
a graphite wand, a sliver of steel, a wisp of feathers

a flash of silver breaks the mirror
then another, and another
feathers land in water
magically, they come to life

line tightens
mirror smashed
power
water flies, gills flare, body shakes, shudders
again, and again, and again

the beast tires
arms ache
hand grasps jaw
feathers removed
great fish swims free once more

tarpon
one of God’s gifts to fly fishers

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An Econ update– here’s how the authorities responded to my reporting the green water:

I guess there’s not much to be done except wait for it to run its course. Or, with much more difficulty, find the source of the nutrients that feed the algae, and stop them from reaching the river.

Sunday

the camera and I went for a short-ish walk, a mile or a little more, at the wetlands park. Dragonflies, sandhill cranes, alligators, and more. Always a good time! When it started to get hot, I bailed out.

Needham’s skimmer, female.

 

Halloween Pennant, male.

 

Four-spotted pennant, male.

 

The adult, preening!

 

The youngster, preening!

 

The photographer, not preening!

 

Four-spotted pennant, female.

 

This beast was lying right at the edge of the path.

 

The bullfrog was much less intimidating.

 

Eastern pondhawk, male.

Monday

I fished the Econ, upstream of the Little Econ. I took some pictures with my point-and-shoot and they were all blurry, so this is a representative file shot-

The water is low and the fish fairly bitey. Even though fly fishing is impossible there for someone at my skill level, I’m looking forward to going back.

Wednesday

found me doing something I had not done in a while, which was to launch the kayak at River Breeze. Most of the fishing was fair at best. I found a few tailing redfish and even with an unweighted fly, managed to spook all of them. Got a couple decent trout blind-casting the plastic shad.

I looked in some little nooks that I’d never really looked in before (there are so many of them around there), and found some relaxed fish there. How relaxed? The first one I got required a cast of about five feet- it trashed the shad. The second bite, which I somehow missed, came with the leader (at most three feet long) in the tip of the spinning rod. The fish was almost directly underneath me when it took the shad. Even though the fish swam off unharmed, it was amazingly cool to watch. That was it for the day, fish-wise. Probably paddled ten miles.

Thursday

found me paddling on Mosquito Lagoon. Fly fishing exclusively, i dun gud! Let the photos tell the tail-

First fish, a tailer.

 

Hooked up.

 

This one was cruising the bank.

 

 

And I do mean “cruising the bank.”

That’s the four days in paradise fishing report. Thanks again for reading!

Every day is a blessing. Don’t waste it- Go fishing! Go paddling! Go walking! Stay active!

John Kumiski
www.johnkumiski.com
www.spottedtail.com
www.spottedtail.com/blog

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Back from Safari

December 9, 2023 by · Leave a Comment

Back from Safari- A Photo Essay

I’m back from my safari to the most accessible wilderness in the eastern United States. On November 26 the chariot, filled with camping gear, supplies, fishing tackle, and topped with a kayak, took me to Flamingo, in Everglades National Park. I can’t give all the details of the next ten days, but if it wasn’t for biting insects it was well nigh perfect.

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Rather than try to write a narrative, I’ll caption the photos.

On the way to Flamingo.

 

Also on the way to Flamingo.

 

My favorite greeting in Flamingo was from an American crocodile.

 

Nice tree near the visitors center.

 

The white ibis was less threatening looking than the croc!

 

I got nothing in a day’s fishing on the outside, so headed into the back country.

 

My first fish of consequence. It crushed a gurgler.

 

There were other fish back there, too.

 

 

 

This one took a bendback.

 

Ready to go at Nine Mile Pond. I also paddled the Noble Hammock trail. Never had been on either.

 

Moved to Long Pine Key. Many fewer biting bugs.

 

There was once a missile base inside the park.

 

Near the missile base was a great place to watch the sun set.

 

Moved to Monument Lake campground, in the Big Cypress.

 

Went for a 24-mile ride (in the van) on this loop road.

 

More dwarf cypress!

 

Spiders!

 

Great egrets!

 

Alligators!

 

Butterflies!

 

Tree snails!

 

Epiphytic ferns!

 

But, don’t run out of gas back there.

 

Treated myself at Joanie’s. Also stopped at Clyde Butcher’s Gallery– HIGHLY recommended!

 

My next move was to load up the kayak with gear and supplies at the Gulf Coast Ranger Station in Everglades City, and head out to the Gulf Islands.

 

The fish of the trip took a Clouser Minnow.

 

I met Mike Conneen and Matt Giles on Picnic Key.

 

Matt slings some fly line.

 

He got excited about this trout.

 

We’re all together on the Gulf.

 

Matt, hooked up to a bull shark.

 

White pelicans soaring.

 

I stopped for some photos.

 

 

 

I found this mollusk in my kayak!

 

Dawn on Picnic Key.

 

What my van looked like when I got home.

 

That’s the Back from Safari Report. Thanks for reading!

Every day is a blessing. Don’t waste it- Go fishing! Go paddling! Go on a trip! Stay active!

John Kumiski
www.johnkumiski.com
www.spottedtail.com
www.spottedtail.com/blog

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No Fishing Report, Fishing Photo Essay

November 16, 2023 by · 2 Comments

No Fishing Report, Fishing Photo Essay

Thanks for reading my No Fishing Report. There was no fishing this week. The weather all week was terrible, and I’ve been simultaneously trying to move my website and fight a respiratory infection. Since I have thousands of images of fishing, we’re going for a walk down memory lane with a few of my favorites.

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First, my website saga. I found a new host. Moving the website has been an ongoing problem, but I hope to finish it by the time you read this. I guess we’ll see come November 25!

These photos share some of the reasons I’m compelled to fish. The fish bring me to beautiful, wild places! Fish are beautiful, wild beings! Truth is, I often feel sorry for the fish, even while I try to catch them. But nothing brings me “into the moment” more than stalking a fish. I love the fishes and the places they live.

Tammy Wilson slings a line, Okonoluftee River, NC.

 

Hillsborough River, Florida.

 

Okefenokee National Wildlife Refuge, Georgia.\

 

Okefenokee National Wildlife Refuge, Georgia.

 

Okefenokee National Wildlife Refuge, Georgia.

 

Merritt Island National Wildlife Refuge, Florida.

 

Canaveral National Seashore, Florida.

 

Okefenokee National Wildlife Refuge, Georgia.

 

My favorite bass flies.

 

Drop shot with Allison and Alex, Goodness River, Alaska. The fish was an Arctic grayling.

 

Maxx battles a mahi with a three-weight, off the Florida Keys.

 

Waiting for the storm, Everglades National Park.

 

A nice snook does a flyby near our canoe, Everglades National Park.

 

Big man, big fish, big water, little boat. Off Cocoa Beach.

 

On Cape Sable, Everglades National Park.

 

Near Port Canaveral.

 

Maxx, Matt Van Pelt, and Alex, Everglades National Park.

 

Any time can be nap time. Goodnews River, Alaska.

 

Mike Conneen, Shark Point chickee, Everglades National Park.

 

Tyler Williams with a double, Goodnews River.

 

Crappie fishing, Lake Monroe, Florida.

 

Boating a halibut, near Whale Pass, Alaska.

 

My smallest tarpon ever, Everglades National Park.

 

Tammy takes Barbie fishing, Mosquito Lagoon, Florida.

 

During a kid’s fishing outing at Lake Ashby, this girl caught this killifish. She was real happy about it!

 

Slinging line at sunset, St. George Island, Florida.

 

River Dog, Everglades National Park.

 

Campsite on Tiger Key, Everglades National Park.

 

Little tunny causing a fracas off Port Canaveral.

 

American crocodiles, Everglades National Park.

 

Battling silver, Goodnews River.

 

Battling silver, Goodnews River.

 

Me, circa 1955? 56? My dad made the image.

 

Shuttle launch from the Indian River Lagoon.

 

Halloween Pennant, Everglades National Park.

 

Willie’s log, Goodnews River. He used a bunny leech, and 10-pound tippet, on an eight-weight.

 

Exploring the backcountry, Everglades National Park.

 

Maxx battles a tarpon, his first on fly, off LaCosta Island, Florida.

 

That’s the No Fishing Report. Thanks for reading!

Every day is a blessing. Don’t waste it- Go fishing! Go paddling! Go on a trip! Stay active!

John Kumiski
www.johnkumiski.com
www.spottedtail.com
www.spottedtail.com/blog

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Pamlico Sound Road Trip Photo Essay

October 13, 2023 by · Leave a Comment

Pamlico Sound Road Trip

Mike Conneen, River, and I just wrapped up our 14-day Pamlico Sound road trip. For much of the trip, fishing was less than stellar. But we saw amazing sunrises and sunsets, climbed a lighthouse, visited the Wright Brothers, paddled during a small craft advisory, talked to locals, got swamped by a jerk in a sport fisherman, met the Adventure Cat, and so much more.

Rather than try to do a blow-by-blow, I’m doing a photo essay with captions.

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Mike setting up camp on Cedar Island.

 

One of a family of otters on Cedar Island. The light was bad. I shot a lot of frames- this was the best one.

 

In the Tacoma, on the ferry. That’s sea water all over the window.

 

Paddling Pamlico Sound during a small craft advisory.

 

We explored tiny creeks to get out of the wind. Photo courtesy Mike Conneen.

 

We explored tiny creeks to get out of the wind.

 

Photographer at sunrise, Okracoke Island.

 

Hatteras Inlet from Okracoke Island.

 

 

Dawn at Bodie Island.

 

Sea oats at dawn.

 

Sunrise with gulls.

 

Exploring an uninhabited island inside Oregon Inlet.

 

Near that same island.

 

Near that same island.

 

 

 

Mike and River go flying with Wilbur Wright.

 

 

Inside Bodie Island Light.

 

View from the top!

 

Chatting with locals, Nag’s Head Pier.

 

Surf’s up!

 

Not everyone is paddling. Oregon Inlet fishing center.

 

Sunset, Oregon Inlet.

 

Green anole, Elizabethan Gardens, Manteo.

 

 

 

Flying at sunrise.

 

End of the road, Gull Rock Game Land.

 

The catch of the trip. Mike caught this red while sitting in his kayak, still on the trailer, at the Gull Rock Game Land.

 

Mike caught this red from his kayak, Newport River.

 

I caught this red from my kayak…

 

…fly fishing, Newport River.

That’s the Pamlico Sound Road Trip report. Thanks for reading!

Every day is a blessing. Don’t waste it- Go fishing! Go paddling! Go on a road trip! Stay active!

John Kumiski
www.johnkumiski.com
www.spottedtail.com
www.spottedtail.com/blog

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On the Road to Florida- a Photo Essay

September 1, 2023 by · Leave a Comment

On the Road to Florida

Thanks for reading the On the Road to Florida report. Part of our route followed America’s Favorite Drive as we work our way back to Florida.

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Our first stop was at Wompatuck State Park in Massachusetts. An uneventful night there was followed by a stretch of highway driving, a full-on travel day, to Hickory Run State Park in Pennsylvania.

Daddy Long Legs, a harmless critter you’ll see all through the northeast.

We loved this park. Lots of hiking trails, a couple streams with native brook trout (which we did not fish for), a nationally recognized geologic wonder called the Boulder Field, great campsites, etc. Wunnerful, wunnerful. We spent a night, but did not spend enough time there.

The Boulder Field.

 

All you geologists- what kinds of rocks are these??

 

A drive through Hickory Run Park.

 

 

Home of the brook trout.

Another travel day followed, to Front Royal, Virginia, where we got on the north end of Skyline Drive through Shenandoah National Park. Driving became much more relaxing- no commercial vehicles, and a 35-mph speed limit. Lots of places to stop and enjoy views.

Every time we got out of the car, it was like stepping into a cloud forest. The air, cool and damp, softly enveloped us, depositing a layer of mist on everything it touched, truly magical moments.

 

 

 

We got off the Drive and went to Luray Caverns for a spectacular hour-and-a-half walk underground. This was the fourth cavern we have visited- they never cease to amaze.

 

 

Cave worms.

 

Cave eggs.

 

Cave lake.

 

Cave woman.

Back on Skyline Drive, we ambled south, crossing the Appalachian Trail, which more-or-less parallels the road. I even walked down to the AT from one of our campsites. Maybe I’d see a through-hiker! But, no such luck.

Wildflower and pollinator.

Driving this road is like driving through an endless wildflower garden- milkweeds, Joe-Pye-weed, goldenrods, wild carrot, ox-eye daisies, ironweed, yarrow, thistles, and others I didn’t know. And there are views one after another after another. And when it ends, you just drive onto the Blue Ridge Parkway, where if anything, the drive gets even better. Four days we spent on these roads, and I honestly think that, if you went hiking, and fishing, and investigated the towns at the base of the mountains, you could easily spend a couple weeks on these roads and have a great vacation.

 

 

 

 

All good things come to an end, though. We got off the Parkway at I-26 and drove to our friend’s (Jim and Kathy Tedesco) house in Flat Rock. We visited a couple orchards and a couple vineyards, and hope to visit the Hendersonville Apple Festival tomorrow. Then we have a long travel day, and if all goes to plan we sleep in our own bed.

That’s the On the Road to Florida Report. Thanks for reading!

Every day is a blessing. Don’t waste it- Go fishing! Go paddling! Take a walk! Stay active!

John Kumiski
www.johnkumiski.com
www.spottedtail.com
www.spottedtail.com/blog

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A Touristy Week in Maine Report and Photo Essay

August 18, 2023 by · Leave a Comment

A Touristy Week in Maine Report

Thanks for reading this Touristy Week in Maine report. We enjoyed a variety on non-angling activities this week, and I did go fishing a few times, too.

Lots of photos this week! Subscribers without photos- go to https://www.spottedtail.com/blog/, please.

On Sunday morning we stopped at the Lovell Historical Society. We were passing by, it was open, and we hadn’t been there before. The first thing the lady said to us was, “Are you here for the tour?” We asked for an explanation. Folks taking the tour get to visit four old homes in the Lovell area, after which there were free hors d’oeuvres at the Lodge at Pleasant Point. Count us in!

The homes were all spectacular…

 

 

 

 

 

 

Monday found me out in the boat, looking for bass at the south end of Kezar Lake and down the outlet a way. I didn’t find any fish, but enjoyed the outlet creek. I’d love to paddle it.

Monday evening’s sunset was incredible.

 

We got up in the middle of the night to catch the tail end of the Perseid shower. We saw a lot of meteors, but my camera failed to record any.

Tuesday morning I went to Farrington Pond. Like a fool I didn’t bring a raincoat. An hour and two nice bass later I was back at the car, close to shivering and well-rained upon. I know better than that. The temperature was 61 degrees.

Wednesday found us in Randolph, New Hampshire, at a place marked on our map as Appalachia. The air reeked with the odor of decaying fungi as we hiked up the Fallsway, a trail in the White Mountains.

We were on another waterfalls tour, in a different place than the last one. There were mushrooms everyplace, in all sizes, colors, and shapes- little brown ones, coral mushrooms, conks, Boletus, red ones, Amanitas, blue ones, small, bright orange ones, from ones just erupting from the ground to ones in advanced stage of decay, even found a bright yellow one with a resident slug who appeared to be enjoying it. Awesome.

The waterfalls were amazing, too. The Fallsway was properly named. The creek was basically non-stop falls! Another trail took us to Coldbrook Falls, another splendid spot in the White Mountains. I so enjoy my visits there.

 

 

 

 

 

Another day, another adventure. Thursday found us at the Coastal Maine Botanical Gardens. We spent about four hours and took a tour with a docent. If I hadn’t seen them I wouldn’t have thought a gardens like this could be grown in Maine. Gorgeous, spectacular, etc. well worth the admission price.

 

 

 

 

 

Took the boat out near sunset for a go at my favorite rock piles. Got a single bite from a small fish that shook off. Wasn’t a great fishing week.

On a rainy Friday, we took the van to Naples, a lovely small town. Coffee and at the Cafe Nomad, an eclectic establishment, then a stroll about town, checking out shops and art.

Street art, Naples, Maine.

 

Needed these on this day!

Back at Kezar Lake, watched a front move through, a dramatic event…

 

T-t-t-t-that’s the Touristy Week in Maine Report. Thanks for reading!

Every day is a blessing. Don’t waste it- Go fishing! Go paddling! Take a walk! Stay active!

John Kumiski
www.johnkumiski.com
www.spottedtail.com
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Southwest Maine Freshwater Report and Photo Essay

July 21, 2023 by · Leave a Comment

Southwest Maine Freshwater Report

Thanks for reading this Southwest Maine Freshwater Report.

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With the exception of Monday, when it rained all day, my week has been spent fishing, taking pictures, and picking berries, with social time in the evening with my wife and Maryann. Sometimes they come along when I take the boat, too! The entire week has been very relaxing. Susan won’t go on hikes, something about ticks and mosquitoes. I really could use some walking.

Waiting for a croissant at the French bakery. It was worth the wait.

 

Susan and Maryann come with me in the boat.

We try to watch the sun set every evening the weather allows it, too.

Haze as the sun drops behind the White Mountains.

 

I’m not the only person paddle fishing.

 

Different evening, different result.

Fishing in Kezar Lake has changed. Due to the rain, the water is up even higher than it was when we got here. Fishing in the shallow, weedy areas has slacked off, only one bite in about three days. That one bite resulted in a nice fish, but that’s still really slow fishing. Kezar Lake’s weeds are done producing fish until the fall, I think.

When I’m paddling in the weeds and there’s no action, I photograph Odonates, both dragons and damsels. Without a guidebook I can’t ID any of them. Once I get reliable internet, some time will be spent trying to identify them.

Dragonfly, species unknown.

 

Dragonfly, species unknown. Liked my rod as a perch.

 

Damselfly, species unknown.

 

Damselflies in coitus.

Several nice fish have been caught while fishing from the boat off rock piles with a jig and worm combo, and with Senkos on weighted hooks. One has to be careful when fishing around the rocks. Not only could you crush your motor, the weighted baits frequently hang up. But it seems that’s where the fish are.

Smallmouth from a rock pile.

 

Largemouth from a different rock pile.

 

Giving the fish some love.

I paddle fished Farrington Pond on Tuesday, where I got the best fish of the entire trip so far. Got a nice one on the ugly fly rod bug, too. The bass, three- and four-pound fish, were jumping clear out of the water after dragonflies. Usually a surface fly is killer when they behave like that, but I only got a single strike.

 

An artsy image from Farrington Pond.

Blueberries grow all around us here. Every day some time is spent picking and eating the delicious little morsels. I’ve been looking for mushrooms, too, but haven’t seen any edibles other than puffballs.

Friday saw a return trip to Farrington Pond. No leaping fish, no surface strikes. A half-dozen nice fish were caught- two on Senkos, two on a Culprit worm, two on eel-worm streamers, a pretty nice morning’s work.

This fish was in the weeds- Farrington Pond is shallow.

 

Nice fish on an eelworm streamer.

That’s the Southwest Maine Freshwater Report. Thanks for reading!

Every day is a blessing. Don’t waste it- Go fishing! Go paddling! Take a walk! Stay active!

John Kumiski
www.johnkumiski.com
www.spottedtail.com
www.spottedtail.com/blog

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A One Striper Report

July 8, 2023 by · Leave a Comment

A One Striper Report

Thanks for reading this one striper report. Susan and I spent the week in Winthrop, with a rocky beach literally a minute’s walk away. I spent at least a little time every day on that beach with a spin rod in hand.

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We kicked the week off with a walk around Deer Island, the site of a state-of-the-art sewage treatment plant (the second largest in the country) that handles the poop from Boston and 43 other communities. Are you listening, Florida? Boston Harbor has clean, fish-filled waters because of this plant. Sure wish we had one or more on the Indian River Lagoon.

 

 

 

 

 

 

There’s a hill in Winthrop, the top of which has a water tower. Having caught stripers from the beach below this tower in the past, that’s where I went looking for fish. The only one I saw caught was by a guy who was wearing a wet suit, way out in the water, past where I could cast to, who was casting even farther out. Then, Friday afternoon, I got one, a modest specimen, on a DOA Cal jig. I haven’t seen any bait, any diving birds, and certainly no breaking fish.

 

 

There are oystercatchers nesting there, though. The bird with the number 25 tag has nested here for the past ten years. A woman who works for Mass. Audubon told me the oldest one recorded in the state lived 28 years. The are such cool birds…

 

Scott Deveau and I went to Plum Island and tried fishing there, Scott with a spin rod, me with fly gear. I hooked, and lost, a large American shad, the only bite we got. We talked to a guy with a Hobie kayak who had just come in. He said they were swimming all around him, but he only got one. But one is so many more than none!

We saw the full moon rise one evening, quite spectacular.

We went to see the Winthrop fireworks on a foggy Fourth of July night. They started over an hour late, but we stayed and watched.

 

 

 

That’s the one striper report. Thanks for reading!

Every day is a blessing. Don’t waste it- Go fishing! Go paddling! Take a walk! Stay active!

John Kumiski
www.johnkumiski.com
www.spottedtail.com
www.spottedtail.com/blog

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Indian River Lagoon Report

June 2, 2023 by · Leave a Comment

Indian River Lagoon Report

Thanks for reading this Indian River Lagoon Report. Only one day this week was spent fishing, but I did paddle the Econ and get a walk in at the wetlands park.

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The Econ

Last week’s rains have raised the water level in the Econ. I paddled it Monday. The Snow Hill Road gauge read 5.5 feet. I didn’t bring a fishing rod, just a camera…

Buttonbush.

 

Wildflowers in a small meadow.

 

Seeds from a dandelion-like flower, waiting for the wind.

Indian River Lagoon

Last week’s rains have raised the water level in the lagoon, much higher than I like. I went kayaking in a spot that’s an old friend, one I hadn’t been to for a while. One red on fly, a couple trout, and no reason to rush back. The water is just too deep. You can’t see anything.

From there I went to another spot where I have been fishing lately, with some success. I tried wading. The water, formerly knee deep, now tickled the jewels. I got right back in the kayak. I did get a black drum on a 3″ plastic shad, to my surprise. Beautiful day, great paddling, tough fishing because of the water depth.

Orlando Wetlands Park

A walk in the wetlands park followed. Who cares about the water level? It was cloudy. I got some nice photos.

 

An old and beat-up four-spotted pennant.

 

A young and virile four-spotted pennant.

 

Great blue heron. Looks a little silly from this angle.

 

Needham’s skimmer, male.

 

Needham’s skimmer, female.

 

Tilapia.

 

Eastern pondhawk, male.

 

Doctor for me, doctor for the van, week over. Enjoy your weekend, see you next time.

That’s the Indian River Lagoon Report. Thanks for reading!

Every day is a blessing. Don’t waste it- Go fishing! Go paddling! Take a walk! Stay active!

John Kumiski
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