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Summer in Pine Island Sound

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On: Thu, Jul 5, 2012 at 10:55AM | By: The Snook Cowboy

No doubt the heat is on in Florida. The Snook fishing has exploded in S.W. Florida, especially Pine Island Sound and Charlotte Harbor. 6:30 in the morning, loading the kayak in the truck, and headed to the water. I checked my tide chart and referenced the position of the moon in conjunction with my sunrise and tide change.

I'm forgoing any kind of live bait today because the fish don't care. The water temperature is sitting around 88 degrees as I look over the Sound and see the dolphins rolling through the channel on their way to their favorite flat.

The sun is just beginning to peek its head over the horizon as I slide my boat onto the glassy surface of Back Bay. It's really quiet as I post up and reach for my rod. I don't see any birds right now but I can hear the ospreys getting restless. I chose an early morning moonrise today and everything is getting primed for an incredible day on the water.

Paddling across the water I am looking for any kind of movement on the surface that would give away the whereabouts of the local Tarpon. These guys are a blast when you hook 'em in a kayak, as the fish are only about 60 to 80 pounds. In a kayak, that's plenty big and you don't get towed all over the place before you land him. These guys are juveniles, unlike the 180-225 pounders in Boca Grande Pass. I decide to work the flats all the way around this little bay I fish and hit a Redfish. 27 inches and on the stringer you go. Fish number one. A couple of casts later and I've got me a nice 32-inch Snook. A kiss on the lips and back he goes. Fish number two. The ospreys have joined in my fishing session and are banging the water like a kamikaze. Another cast and there is my Tarpon. The drag is screaming and I don't dare drop my anchor until I get this guy wore down a little bit or he'll spool me.

Three minutes into the fight when I drop my anchor and ease the fish back to the boat.

I love how these guys jump through the air and give you a show like no other. Just as I think I've got him, off he goes again! I wonder if he's going to smoke my drag I ask myself, maybe I should just break him off, he turned, thank God!! Fish number three. All I have to do is catch a Trout and I have a Grand Slam for the day and I can get home before it gets too hot. I work myself over to the grass beds to complete my trip and without fail, there's the Trout. 19 inches and another fish for the stringer. Grand Slam; I'm outta here. Days like this are frequent in Pine Island Sound. I'm not the only one with a story like this.

After everything recovered from Hurricane Charley and the vicious winters we had following him, fishing is like it was thirty years ago when I used to vacation here as a kid from Orlando. I often reflect about how nice it is to step out of the back yard, catch a couple of fish, ease back home, take a nap and do it all again the next day. Give me a call if you'd like to join me on one of my trips. We catch fish and don't spend a fortune doing it. Until next month, catch big fish.

Love & Light.
The Snook Cowboy


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