Nice Weather, Not Many Fish

Nice Weather, Not Many Fish Post

Thank you for reading this week’s Nice Weather, Not Many Fish post. Spring is breaking in central Florida!

Monday I took care of honey-do’s, like repairing the clothes dryer (again!) and buying a new refrigerator. Ah, how I enjoy the minutia of day-to-day existence!

Except for the catching, everything about the day was fantastic.

Trying not to give up too easily, Tuesday I tried the Econlockhatchee again. I went to the most remote section of the river that I know how to access. The water was higher than I like, if I had a choice in such things as water levels. The wind was blowing, but where I was that mattered not.

The gum and maple trees are leafing out.

The day was spectacular.

Even the alligators seemed happy.

I worked it pretty hard. Got two smallish bass on a Culprit red shad worm. Got nothing on the 3″ plastic shad. Got some decent photos of the woods and river. Did not see another hominid.

HERE ARE THE LEAVES!

Catching might have been better, but I enjoyed the day, like totally, man!

Wednesday, after getting COVID shot #2, I finished up wiring the van.*

Thursday I dropped the auxiliary battery in, hooked it up, and turned on the power.

NO SMOKE! Hurray!

I tested all six 12V sockets. Power to all!

I tested the reading lights. Power to both!

I tested the five LED light strips, all which worked when tested before installation. Not one worked. I spent the rest of the day messing with one of those circuits. At day’s end, none of them worked. As I type this none of them work. Clearly, more work needs to be done there.

It looks ready to go to me!

Friday Tammy Wilson took me out on the Atlantic out of Port Canaveral, on an absolutely stunning day. She said (and I paraphrase), “Wanna go look for tarpon and cobia?” I asked, “What’s the water temperature?” “Sixty-three degrees.” “We won’t see a thing.”

I was wrong. We found a school of small bluefish. We saw three small tripletail. I took a picture of the rocket scheduled to go up Sunday night.

*I have not put the solar panel on the roof yet. The panel and carrying a kayak are mutually exclusive, so the panel will be installed as soon as I know I won’t be carrying a kayak for a while.

I’m going fishing next week. So I should have an actual fishing report.

Thank you for reading this week’s Nice Weather, Not Many Fish post!

Life is great and I love life!

Every day is a blessing. Don’t waste it- Go fishing! or walk on a trail!

John Kumiski, author of Fishing Florida by Paddle- An Angler’s Guide

Purchase a signed copy of Fishing Florida by Paddle- An Angler’s Guide at http://www.spottedtail.com/fishing-florida-by-paddle/

All content in this blog, including writing and photos, copyright John Kumiski 2021. All rights are reserved.

Sienna Van Conversion- Cabinets

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Sienna Van Conversion- Cabinets

This Sienna van conversion- cabinets post is about making and installing cabinets in our Sienna van!

Once again I used Bruce Parks’s design. And again, Bruce Parks’s work is far superior to mine!

This is a beautiful piece of work by Bruce Parks.

The four cabinet legs were first measured, cut, sanded, and screwed to the bed frame.

Making Templates

Once again I used corrugated cardboard to make templates. There were four of them for one cabinet. There are no flat surfaces where the cabinet was going, so the bottom, each side, and partition all needed templates cut. It was a slow process. Cut, check fit. Cut some more, check fit. For four pieces. Took an entire afternoon.

The diligent reader may recall in my last post I wrote, “although starting with the cardboard was an excellent idea, the cardboard cutout only approximates reality.” That was certainly true here!

Once satisfied the templates were close, I traced the outline on a piece of 1″ pine board. Next a jig saw was used to cut out the piece I wanted from the rest of the board. Then there was sanding. Then we tried the fit.

Trying the Fit (and my patience)

None of the pieces fit the first time. More cutting, more sanding, another fit. Repeat as needed. There’s a good argument that, even now when the “finished product” is in the van, they don’t fit.

My version of Bruce’s cabinet.

A trip to Home Depot happened, where, sadly, I had to purchase three eight foot 1″x2″ to make the frames for the cabinet fronts, and supports for the partition. It was the first wood I had to buy for the entire project! I also needed 1 1/4″ screws to hold everything together.

Once I had everything I needed assembly started. I attached the two sides and the partition to the bottom, then mitred the corners for the frame for the front. Once that was all done I measured the “windows” to get the sizes of the front panels, which I cut out of polycarbonate. A hole was cut in each polycarbonate panel- got to get your hand in and out of the cabinet!

I tried putting the cabinet on its legs. Didn’t fit. More cutting and sanding. More fitting. More cutting and sanding. Etc. Finally got it on there and used five screws to hold it down. Put the front panels on. Voila! Must say, not bad!

It took an entire day. The second one went faster- the templates were already cut, and all the problem-solving had been done. That one only took a half day. I cannot say it fits any better, however.

Looking in from the back hatch.

They look good (if not completely professional). They are secure. They don’t have huge capacity but they turn wasted space into storage space. If I were to do it over again I absolutely would.

The happy builder, resting in the van, glad the first phase is done!

There are odds and ends to finish and a trip to take before the electrical phase starts. We’re not done with the build just yet!

Thanks for reading about our Sienna van conversion- cabinets!

Sienna Van Conversion- Installing the Bed

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Sienna Van Conversion- Installing the Bed

In our last installment about the Sienna van conversion I discussed how the rear seat well of the Sienna needed to be framed before I could install the bed. Once that was done, and I had the slide-out drawer finished, it was time to install said bed.

Tools Used

Before we get there, though, I’d like to thank my tools. Simple though they may be, they have done me right. I’ve used (and will continue to use) two power hand saws, a basic Skilsaw and a Black and Decker jigsaw. I also used a small hand saw for a few jobs. I used a Black and Decker cordless electric drill quite a lot. Also used on every piece of lumber was a small DeWalt electric sander armed with 60 grit sandpaper. Rounding out the kit- a tape measure, a speed square, two C-clamps, a level, and various pencils and markers. I don’t have any kind of shop, so all work was done on an ancient folding table.

My tools and workspace are basic.

Lumber Used

For those readers who hate throwing stuff away, here’s my take. You can keep useless stuff around forever. It gets in the way, collects dust and spiders, and is a pain in the neck. If you don’t use something for a year or two, it’s time to donate or sell it to someone who will use it.

Having said that, all the lumber I have used in this project so far is stuff I had hanging around the property, in some cases for decades. I live in a building, and lumber is building material! Makes sense! My out-of-pocket expenses so far have been limited to fasteners, the mattress, the window rain guards (which I need to install), and the potty.

Bed Installation

Back to the van. After removing the middle seats and clearing out assorted debris, I backed the van up to the garage. I got Susan and Cheryl to help me. We lifted the bed out of the garage and inserted it into the back of the van. Voila! An almost perfect fit!

campervan bed
The bed is in the van, and the kitchen box is pulled out.

Both ends of the bed fold up by way of hinges, allowing you to get at whatever may be lurking below. A Sienna has less space than say, an Airstream, so maximizing storage space is important.

folding van bed
Susan shows the front of the bed folding up. The rear does the same to allow access to the well. The seat trolleys gotta go, though!

We bought a full-sized tri-fold mattress from Amazon, but we won’t install that until just before our upcoming North Carolina trip.

In the meantime, I still have window screens and cabinets to build and install. Time to get back to work!

Thanks for reading about our Sienna van conversion- installing the bed!

The Sienna Van Conversion Begins

The Sienna Van Conversion Begins

First off, this is my first blog about a Sienna van conversion, converting a soccer mom van into a killer mini-camper, and maybe becoming a vagabond too. Thanks for reading it!

During my adolescence, a question that often came up in our stoned/drunk conversations was, “What would you do if you knew you only had a year to live?” In May 2019 (age 66) I was diagnosed with idiopathic pulmonary fibrosis, an incurable and always terminal affliction. I guess my answer to the above question is to get a van and become a vagabond.

The Sienna Purchase

Susan and I had been talking about getting a Sienna and converting it into a camper since we had to cancel our trip to Spain because of the pandemic. We’re going to go cross country, visit Maxx and Cat. We talked about our budget, how many miles a used van had to have to be acceptable for our planned use, etc. Talk, talk, talk. Elephant talk.

In September of 2020 I brought my RAV4 in for service. While at the dealer, I thought I’d see what they had for Siennas. They had a 2014 LE, with 67,000 miles, $14,999. The high end of our talkie budget, but the mileage was perfect. When the service coordinator told me the RAV needed $1800 worth of work, and the salesman offered me $3000 in trade, I drove the Sienna home, as surprised as anyone with the speed at which I’d made the decision.

2014 toyota sienna
The new chariot, in beautiful blue.

First Priorities

My first priority for our new camper was to get rid of the back seats. I drove to the landfill after removing them. One hundred twenty pounds of useless weight, transferred from my vehicle to the cosmos. I would have thrown the middle seats away too, but Susan said no. Where we’re going to store them is a problem. Anyway, the back of the van now had a big well into which the seats had folded when not in use.

Next, we needed a bed. I looked at several Sienna van builds on YouTube. The bed I ended up building was this one- https://drive.google.com/file/d/1BlvZu7ZnWJszXVXKyM7uZX7eMM5FdzZ5/view – skipping the ratcheting part. For the frame I used all repurposed wood, stuff I had hanging around. Doing it over (and I may), I would use 2x3s instead of 2x4s to save weight. Didn’t have many 2x3s in stock, though.

For the sleeping platform I used polycarbonate panels, leftovers from the hurricane window protection project we’d done earlier this year. Seemed like a good way to repurpose the leftover material, and a good way to save some weight.

First Mistake

After the bed was “finished”, I tried putting it into the van. Since there was nothing supporting it in the well, the bed fell right into the hole. Crap! What seems obvious in retrospect had barely entered my consciousness before this little debacle. The well needed to be framed in order to support the back end of the bed. After sleeping on the problem I came up with a plan, and spent a morning framing the well.

The hole has been framed, and is ready to support the bed.

Next, I had to level the bed. The floor of the van slopes down from back to front. All the leg lengths on the bed frame needed to change to compensate. Directions on how to do this are found in this video-

That task is now finished. What remains? Take the remaining middle seats out, put the bed in, test it for fit and fitness. I’ll photograph the finished project in all its glory, and include it in the next blog.

Again, thanks for reading.

Another Not Much Fishing Report

Another Not Much Fishing Report

Thank you for reading another not much Fishing Report. As I said last week, the subtitle of my blog is “Fishing and other bits of life.” This week the other bits of life again overwhelmed the fishing.

Why I did not fish out of Port Canaveral this week-

The waves have been kind of LARGE.

Why I did not fish the Econ this week-

I like the gauge reading 2.0 or less.

Why I only fished one day this week- cat to the vet, wife to the dentist, car to the shop, and getting ready for Saturday’s yard sale… 

Please feel free to stop by and say hello!

Did kayak fly fish on Tuesday, Mosquito Lagoon. The water was the highest I’ve seen it this year, with the gauge at 1.4. It has continued to rise all week and is currently close to 2.0. With the clouds, wind, and dirty water it was near impossible. I had only two shots in almost five hours, got one redfish. Leader was in the rod when the fish took the fly.

One good thing about the dirty water- they can’t see you, either.

But if you live in central Florida and have not been able to find time to fish, you’re not missing much.

Something to think about: if you fish the wrong fly long and hard enough, it will sooner or later become the right fly. – John Gierach

Life is great and I love my life!

Every day is a blessing. Don’t waste it- Go Fishing!

John Kumiski, author of Fishing Florida by Paddle- An Angler’s Guide
Purchase Fishing Florida by Paddle- An Angler’s Guide at http://www.spottedtail.com/fishing-florida-by-paddle/

All content in this blog, including writing and photos, copyright John Kumiski 2020. All rights are reserved.

Steve Baker RIP- A Eulogy

Steve Baker RIP- A Eulogy

Bake with a Mosquito Lagoon redfish.

Bonnie Baker called me on Sunday to tell me Steve Baker passed away last week. He was home, attended by Bonnie and a woman from Hospice, and according to Bonnie, he “went with a smile on his face.” We should all be so lucky. He’d been ill for a while, so while I wasn’t surprised, it still makes me sad.

Many years ago (mid-1980s), the Backcountry Flyfishing Association had their first meeting at the Lake Monroe Inn in Sanford. I was sitting at a table with a group of guys I didn’t know. When they called my ticket number for the raffle, I looked over the goods and picked a box of superbly tied bonefish flies, a baker’s dozen of them. One of the guys at the table had tied those flies and was (apparently) impressed by my excellent taste. That guy was Steve Baker. We were friends from that point on.

Steve with Capt. Joe Shute, near Morehead City.

Steve took me under his wing and mentored me in inshore fishing in Florida. Early on we went on a trip to the Keys. We fly fished for tarpon with Tommy Busciglio. I jumped one, and Steve fought one for almost an hour before the hook pulled. Afterwards we smoked and drank and laughed in Tommy’s living room. We dined that evening with Lee and Susan Baker, and Nat Ragland. Steve moved in those kinds of circles, introduced me to those kinds of people.

Steve with Capt. Gary Dubiel, near Oriental.

Steve had owned a string of flats skiffs. I hadn’t ever poled a boat, so when we fished together in his boat, he did all the poling. One day he stopped in a place we never fished. “What’s up? I asked. “Poling 101,” he said. “Get up there.”

I got on the tower and he handed me the pole. I proceeded to pole down that flat like I’d been doing it all my life. “You’re a lying son-of-a-bitch,” he said to me. “Why are you saying that?” I wanted to know. “You told me you never poled a boat before,” he said. “I never have- this is the first time.” “Then why do you know how to do it?” he asked. I said, “It’s exactly like paddling in the stern of a canoe.” I had lots of canoe time in. The skill was 100 percent transferrable. I took my turns poling whenever we fished from then on.

Steve tied beautiful tarpon flies, too, Keys-style streamers. He shared his techniques with me. Mine were never as pretty as his, though.

We had adventures and misadventures all over the southern half of the peninsula, fishing for all kinds of fish, laughing most of the time. Eventually he and Bonnie moved back to Pinehurst. We saw much less of each other, staying in touch by telephone and occasional fishing trips.

Steve and Capt. Tuck Scott, near Beaufort.

I called one day, asking him to meet me in Morehead City and fish with me down the coast. I was working on a book and wanted a reliable rod man so I could handle the camera. When we got to Beaufort we had a misadventure with a young woman, detailed in this story…

Steve eventually developed neuropathy in his legs. He couldn’t fish any more. He gave me all his fly-tying inventory and a pile of rods and reels, one more generous act in a lifetime filled with them.

In the marsh near Morehead City…

Like the rest of us, Baker had his flaws. I enjoyed most of the time we spent together. We had some great times! I cannot properly express my appreciation for all he taught me. I really loved the guy, and will definitely miss him.

Rest in peace, Steve.

 

John Kumiski

Housatonic River Fishing Report

Housatonic River Fishing Report

Thank you for reading this Housatonic River Fishing Report.

On Tuesday Susan and I caught a jet aircraft and flew to Hartford, Connecticut. Son Maxx is living in Shelton and we are visiting.

Maxx is a member of the Freedom Boat Club. Wednesday morning we went to Stratford, where Maxx got a boat for us. We went out on the Housatonic River. At first birds dove lazily, and a fish busted here and there. We worked pretty hard, Maxx with a jig, I with a large bendback. We got nothing for over an hour. During that time I noticed the baitfish were quite small, so I switched to a Clouser minnow.

Maxx got a bluefish, Florida-sized. It spit out a half-dozen glass minnows. The switch to the Clouser was a good thing.

We were near the river mouth when we could not help but notice a large group of birds diving, anything but lazily. Fish were working under them! We idled over.

Maxx tossed a jig- WHAM!

It was shallow. You could see the fish cruising over the bottom, even away from where all the surface activity was. I cast the Clouser out- WHAM! Maxx tossed the jig- WHAM! Double hookup on schoolie stripers.

The Clouser worked well.

For close to an hour it was fish after fish. Then the tide got too low. We were in danger of getting stuck, too, so we had to leave anyway.

Susan looks on as a shmooze for the photo.

We fished around the mouth of the river and caught fish steadily if not one after the next, both stripers and bluefish. The fish weren’t big but there was action, all you could ask for on a gorgeous fall day.

Apples- autumn in New England.

Thursday we went to Lyman orchards apple picking. Yeah, autumn in New England, awesome! When we were finished apple picking, we went to the orchard’s store. I bought an apple pie, even more awesome!

There were LOTS of apples!

The next few reports may be thin, and they will come out of New England.

Catalina and Maxx fight over an apple!

I have a new book coming out! Please tell your friends! It’s a guide book to fishing Florida by paddle craft. Click this link for more information!

That’s this week’s Housatonic River Fishing Report. Thanks for reading!

Life is great and I love my work!

Life is short- Go Fishing!

John Kumiski
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A No Fishing Report

A No Fishing Report

Electric Sushi

Left Alaska and with the help of Xanax (the greatest aid to travel ever) had a fairly restful trip home. I’d need it- Dorian was bearing down on central Florida and I had lots to do to get ready for that as soon as I stepped off the plane. Not to mention unpacking and reorganizing. So this is a no fishing report.

weighted Bunny Seaducer w/ rattle

Turns out the hurricane skirted us. We didn’t even lose power! But it dropped lots of rain, and along with the wind it precluded any fishing this past week.

Synthetic Minnow

Say some prayers and perhaps make a donation to the folks in the Bahamas. Dorian was not so nice to them.

Ghost Minnow

The Econ is running at about 8 feet. Mosquito Lagoon is at about two feet. It will take a while for them to stabilize.

Arctic fox Seaducer

I spent a good part of the week tying flies and otherwise getting ready for an upcoming trip. Fly tying so adds to the excitement of planning for trips- everyone ought to do it! Here are some instructions for tying the Electric Sushi! http://www.spottedtail.com/tying-the-electric-sushi-fly/

Sand Eel

The Mitzi had to be made water ready, too. That’s been done- I’m hoping to use it Monday.

Please tell your friends I have a new book coming out! It’s a guide book to fishing Florida by paddle craft. Click this link for more information!

That’s this week’s no fishing Report. Thanks for reading!

Life is great and I love my work!

Life is short- Go Fishing!

John Kumiski
www.spottedtail.com
http://www.spottedtail.com/blog
www.johnkumiski.com
www.rentafishingbuddy.com
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All content in this blog, including writing and photos, copyright John Kumiski 2019. All rights are reserved.

Rods for Sale

Rods For Sale

Plugging Rods For Sale

g. loomis st1082 9’ two piece plugging rod almost new $100
g. loomis st1022 8’ 6” two piece plugging rod almost new $100

daiwa procaster pr52t-5 plugging rod excellent condition $20

fenwick boron x xfs 83c 8’ 6” two piece plugging rod good condition $25
fenwick fenglass 6’10” roller guide 50 lb class trolling rod, never used $50

shimano saragosa src70m 7’ one piece boat rod very good condition $20

Fly Rods for Sale

Custom Fenwick 9’ two piece 12-weight boron, in excellent condition, $50. I got my first big tarpon, in Homosassa, with this rod!

Fetha-Styx 8.5’ four piece 6-weight graphite fsf-gs-866-4, never used, $30

St. Croix Avid a907.4, 9’four piece 7-weight, never used, with tube, $150

Loop 9’ four piece 8-weight Multi, excellent condition, $75

Two Redington Classic 9’ two piece 12-weight, excellent condition, $50 each

Amico Three Way Bamboo Fly/Plug/Spin Combo Rod, rare outfit. Vintage Japanese AMICO Combination Bamboo Fly Rod. This portable fishing kit comes in the original wooden box, which is not in good condition. The fly rod can be configured in three ways: as a three-piece 7.5’ spin caster, as a two piece 5.5 foot plug rod, or as a three-piece 8-foot fly rod. The cork grip, chromed reel seat, and bamboo sections are all in good condition.
This is a collectible, IMO not a serviceable rod. $75

Spin Rod for Sale

Shimano fxs-66mb-2 6’ 6” two piece spin rod, never used. $15.


I accept PayPal or cash only.

You can contact me by phone at 407.977.5207 or by email at jkumiski at gmail dot com.

Those are my rods for sale. Thanks for looking!

john kumiski

A Ponder on Trees- Essay/Photo Essay

Cypress tree, Hillsborough River State Park.

A Ponder on Trees

I’ve been doing a ponder on trees. Do trees understand their own mortality? Trees don’t have a brain, a mind. Trees are not sentient. Right? What does science say?

Dwarf cypress forest, Tate’s Hell State Forest

Science doesn’t know everything. It’s particularly weak in areas of spirituality. Where do you keep your spirit? Can science tell you? Does your pet dog have a spirit? Does a gorilla? A whale? We can’t speak to any of these familiar creatures, so much like us in so many ways, much less to something as fundamentally different to us as a tree.

Pine tree, St. George Island State Park

Trees have hundreds of years to ponder the universe. How aware are they of their surroundings? Plants in general, and trees in particular, respond to stimuli. They take their time to do so. Trees have lots of time to respond. The oldest known living thing is a tree, a bristlecone pine, which has over 5,000 years under its belt. This much time allows for a great deal of philosophizing. This much time allows for a great deal of communication with other organisms, if they can understand the “tree talk.”

Temperate rain forest, Wood-Tikchik State Park, Alaska

Working with nothing more than gut instinct, I find it hard to believe that a responsive organism that has 5000 years with which to work can’t communicate with other responsive organisms in its immediate vicinity.

Live oak tree, Bronson State Forest

Pause for research…

There you go. According to the work of Suzanne Simard, trees interact with each other by means of soil fungi. You can read more about this here- https://e360.yale.edu/features/exploring_how_and_why_trees_talk_to_each_other

 

Cypress trees, Lake Mills Park

Trees recognize and nurture their offspring and pass their accumulated wisdom to their own children. I knew it. It never made sense to me that a creature as magnificent as a large, old tree couldn’t communicate with its neighbors. The mycelium of soil fungi act as both a circulatory system for moving carbon products between trees and as a giant neural net that underlies the entire forest. For all we know this net, along with the trees that are part of it, is able to intelligently process information in ways we haven’t even begun to imagine.

Buttress roots on a cypress tree, Hillsborough River State Park

Pause for research…

According to the work of Jagadish Chandra Bose, plant tissues respond to both external and internal stimuli exactly like animal tissues do. Flexibility of plant tissue is somewhat inhibited by cell walls. Plant tissues do not include muscle. Why would they? So on a macro level a branch can’t pull away from a flame like your hand could. But the tissues within that branch respond to the flame, to the threat of the flame, exactly like your tissues would.

Cabbage palms, Orlando Wetlands Park

Another pause for research. The last, I’m wrapping this up.

I looked online for scientific evidence that humans have a soul. While there is some, the prevailing scientific view is that humans are basically bags of biochemical responses fueled by the reaction of various “fuel” molecules such as carbohydrates with oxygen within the cells. When these reactions no longer can occur within us we are said to be dead. As I said at the beginning of this piece, science is pretty weak when it comes to spirituality.

Gingko tree, Toccoa, Georgia

Like us, trees have biochemical reactions. Like us, they have birth and death. Like us, they can communicate with each other and respond to their environment. Like us, they recognize their mortality. Sometimes when I hug a tree, I feel something. I don’t know if it’s generated by the tree or by me but it’s a thrill either way. I think trees are sentient in ways that most of us can never understand, and as far as their having a soul, I’m more than willing to give them the benefit of the doubt.

I love the trees.

John Kumiski
admitted tree hugger

Red mangroves, Indian River Lagoon

 

Cabbage Palms, Jensen Beach

 

Mixed hardwoods, Appalachian Trail, North Carolina

 

Red Maple, Chassahowitzka River

 

Cypress tree, Lake Mills Park

 

Cypress roots, Peace River

 

Fir trees, Tongass National Forest, Alaska

 

Pine Tree, Lake Mills Park

 

Oak tree, Toccoa, Georgia

 

Live oak trees, Canaveral National Seashore