Finally, my sailfishing experience will be expanded to more than just the vicarious pages of Ernest Hemingway's classic novel: "The Old Man and the Sea."
On Saturday, Capt. Jim Nelson, a local kayak fishing captain, and I, will head out to north Miami to prepare for a sailfishing trip on Sunday with George Poveromo.
Poveromo has been a staff editor for Salt Water Sportsman magazine since 1983, and the producer and host of the ESPN2 television series, George Poveromo's World of Saltwater Fishing, for nine years. In addition, he's been the host of the Salt Water Sportsman National Seminar Series since its inception 22 years ago.
The National Seminar Series is the nation's longest-running educational course on recreational marine fishing tactics. The series tours eight major U.S. cities annually, and
the west coast Florida presentation will come to Bradenton on Saturday, Jan. 17, and be held inside the Manatee Community College's Performing Arts Theater. You can learn more about the tour by visiting www.nationalseminarseries.com.
In any event, watch for an update to come on this blog by Monday.
Hopefully, I can report back with tales of sailfish galore.
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Sailfish, here I come
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Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Talking bonefish!
There are at least a couple bonefish around, and anglers won't have to head all the way to the Keys to find them.
Sarasota resident Fred Turner caught one in Sarasota Bay on Nov. 18 and it will be featured in Friday's catch of the week in the sports section of the Bradenton Herald.
This is the first report I've heard of a bonefish in our area in my two years here.
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Wednesday, September 24, 2008
A stunning Myakka view
In an age of over-development, where it's nearly impossible to escape the sounds of cars screeching by, wood being sawed, or parties thundering in the background, it can be tough to find perspective that there is, in fact, Old, wild Florida around.
Sometime, if you ever feel this way, visit Myakka River State Park and take the canopy walkway to the 74-foot-high tower that overlooks the park. In every direction, you'll see jungle, birds swirling and tracing the tree tops, and the rivers and lakes of Myakka.
Stare for a while. Absorb a hefty breath of earthy oxygen. And take a second to realize why it's important to protect such natural areas.
There always seems to be some people who do not respect the rules, such as those who engrave their names, initials, or other messages into the tower's railings despite a sign asking politely not to. These probably are the same people who dump trash on the sides of the trail, so it's a wonder they even bother to come out in the first place.
But, hey, everybody needs a slice of peace. And as the above photo is proof of, Myakka River State Park is the complete pie.
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Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Kite-surfing around Fay
As the outskirts of Tropical Storm Fay whisked by Bradenton on Tuesday afternoon, at least one local duo took advantage of the storm's gusts.
Bradenton resident Dr. Bob Koser, 54, and son Bobby, 21, from Tampa, spent a couple hours wind surfing on Anna Maria Sound.
"I'm playing hooky from work to do this," Bob said.
They glided across the water, sometimes up to 15 mph in the southwest corner of the Sound, just before storm clouds became to threatening to stay on the water at 2 p.m.
The wind was dangerous enough.
"When you go out there 100 yards or so," Bob said, "it's crazy and it gets hard to get back in."
It also can be hard just to stay on the board.
"There were a lot of crosswinds today," Bobby said. "You'll get going really nice and all of a sudden the wind will go south to north and the wind blows you right off the board."
Wednesday no doubt was an ideal day for all varieties of surfers who rely on strong winds, from kite surfers to wind surfers.
Bob said he saw a clip on a local news station of a kite surfer in St. Petersburg who got caught up in a gust and was slammed to the beach. "Then he held onto the line," Bob said, "he got back in the air, and it looked like he slammed into a house."
As Fay approached the Florida Keys late Monday, there wasn't much of a feeling of nervousness for Bobby.
"I was just thinking about making waves on the board," he said.
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Friday, August 8, 2008
Offshore white out
It was 10 minutes of rain shredding the Gulf, making the offshore water boil white, eliciting the sound of a lingering explosion.
Being in Capt. Ryan Rolland's boat at the time felt like going through a car wash on a ridiculously high-pressure mode. The boat rocked and flowed over the choppy waves. We could only watch.
We knew it was only a matter of time until the boat cleared the storm, and so, we maintained our course to "The Spot," as Rolland dubbed it on his G.P.S., a 60-by-60-foot area of raised bottom in 155 feet of water, about 55 miles offshore of Sarasota.
As we blasted through the storm, all was quiet inside the boat. We took in the sight. Some stared ahead though it was no big deal. Rolland certainly had seen this before. Not I. "This is the outdoors," I thought.
Indeed, we were in the middle of the Gulf, under grayish-white skies, surrounded by a mass of gyrating water.
If recorded, the sound would be enough to doze off to.
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Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Fish this freshwater frenzy
Now's the time to go after bass and bluegill in any appropriate freshwater lake, pond, or stream.
For bluegill, there are tons of grass shrimp around, an anglers can pick them up scraping nets against shoreline vegetation. Put the grass shrimp under a 10 to 12 foot extension pole with a No. 12 gold hook, add a split shot one foot above the hook, and flip the bait into shoreline pockets.
Recently hatched bluegill is coming off beds, and bass wait off the beds for the hatchery bait. Simply drop a fly or jig with a small hook (No. 10 to No. 14) with bluegill colors (purple and blue, or similar patterns), or something in yellow and white, which represents large mosquitos.
Because of drought conditions in areas such as Myakka River State Park and Lake Evers, decreased water levels has congregated bait for freshwater fish to gorge themselves on. That's one of the reasons behind the reports of such fat bluegill in these areas, including Cooper Creek. Bluegill typically spawn through August.
By the way, a great lure for bass, as you may or may not know, is a Rattle Trap in gold color, since gold seems to draw more strikes in tannin-stained waters. Get one with purple and blue on it, or even color purple and blue streaks onto the lure with permanent magic markers.
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Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Jack in the box
Capt. Rick Gross of the charter boat "Fishy Business holds a 5-pound jack crevalle
Catching a jack crevalle is like trying to land two snook on the same line. Funny they're regarded as trash fish.
True enough, they probably taste like trash, although I would not know. Nor do I know what trash tastes like. (Knock on wood.) But jack crevalle are about the meanest-fighting fish you'll find around. Even a 5-pound jack is capable of making a drag sing a clicking song, a song many anglers want on repeat.
The above jack was landed with Capt. Rick Gross on a flat some ways off Egmont Key. There was a school of jacks abut the size of a backyard swimming pool. I simply cast a shiner into the middle and hooked up seconds later. But there aforementioned song did not happen. The reel I was using did not click when line was taken. In fact, the drag system was poor so I palmed the spool each time the jack ran. It made for a more challenging fight on an already stubborn fish that may be one of the most underrated species targets around.
Crevalle have many names - common jack, jack crevalle, cavally, cavalla, horse crevalle, and toro. How about riflefish? In the late 1800s, according to McClaine's Standard Fishing Encyclopedia, jack crevalle were hunted with rifles in the shallow waters of eastern Florida.
Sounds fun, but with jacks, hook and line can be extreme enough.
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Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Fishy Impressions
Renee Fulghum set up a small booth at last weekend's 25th annual Sam Crosthwait Memorial Tournament at the Bradenton Yacht Club, showcasing her fish acrylics on rice paper.
If an angler wants an impression of their fish, they simply can put the fish on ice and call Fulghum at 941-721-4714 or e-mail fulghums4@verizon.net.
Fulghum may be able to pick the fish up if it's within a reasonable distance.
Cost is typically $50 to $200, depending on the size of the fish.
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Fulghum returns to Crosthwait
It had been a long time since Fulghum had attended a Crosthwait tournament, but committee members finally talked Fulghum into coming out.
His presence was appreciated. From his wheelchair, Fulghum had the opportunity to scan the audience, the entire operation, and witness what the tournament has grown to.
Fulghum fell in love with fishing when he and Bradenton Yacht Club members traveled to the Keys to fish. To this day, Fulghum's favorite fish to catch is dolphin (Mahi-Mahi).
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Crosthwait gallery takes in grouper
The first time Sam Crosthwait Memorial Tournament committee members attempted to stick this hefty Warsaw grouper on the hook to determine its weight, the giant steel hook bent, and the grouper flopped to the stage floor.
The gallery of spectators shown above exploded into applause. Maybe part of that appreciation was tied to the fact that this 10-inch hook bent, yet Brian Beukema of Team SeaVee Che managed to crank the grouper 300 feet up, in 3- to 4-foot seas, with heavy fishing tackle and a dead pinfish.
In any event, Crosthwait members rigged-up a rope through the grouper's gill and out its mouth and hoisted it in the air.
The reaction was that as above: Cameras snapping pictures, hands clapping high in the air, mouths agape, eyes fixed on a monster.
That's one of the things the Crosthwait is about. Every year, it seems, at least one offshore boat manages to bring back a person-sized fish.
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Friday, May 16, 2008
Manatee plumes
Mark Stukey from Rays Canoe Hideaway often gets kayakers/canoers who will come back from a day of paddling and swear they saw gators roaming underwater.
"Are there circles on the top of the water?" he asks.
They usually say, 'Yes."
"Those are manatees," Stukey tells them.
With their propeller-like tails, Manatees push water up and down as they move, creating plumes on the surface.
The above pair of manatees were roaming together through the upper Manatee River. They ended up stopping to bask in warm, shallow water. This is why there is a MANATEE ZONE sign in the same area.
The endangered manatees hung out all afternoon.
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Female team wins best dressed
At the first day of the Bradenton Yacht Club-sponsored Sam Crosthwait Memorial Tournament, "Team Fishin' Dirty" won the Best Dressed Crew award.
The tournament's only all-female team of Capt. Lauren Blenker, Becky Tyson, Allison Cabanillas, Mallery Langford, Kerin Mooney and Emilee Keener won with the most crowd applause. They wore Columnia teal fishing shirts and the feature on their heads that helped them win the tournament. "Who else wears pink-and-white, zebra-striped bandannas?" Mooney said.
The team fished inshore last year and will again today when a Bimini start sends off the inshore division.
Offshore boats left about 8 p.m. Friday after the captain's meeting.
The weigh-in is scheduled to begin Sunday at 7 a.m. The awards presentation at the BYC is scheduled to begin at 5 p.m.
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Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Now's the time for cobia
Capt. Mike Myers battles a cobia to the boat
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Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Supreme taxidermy
A blank of "The Mad Snooker" Capt. Dave Pomerleau's unofficial state record snook
If you have trophy game you'd like to have mounted, Fins to Feathers Wildlife Art has some of the finest around.
Check out http://www.finstofeathers.com/.
Irv Karlhofer has made taxidermy a long-time hobby. If you've ever seen "Hooked on Fishing" with Bill Miller on CATCH-47, you'll see Miller speaking in front of one of Karlhofer's tables. It has two redfish mounted in a marine scene that includes blue crabs and whitebait.
Cost is $12 per inch for fish. Marine habitat is extra.
"The Mad Snooker" Capt. Dave Pomerleau had the above cast made of his unofficial state-record 44-pound, 11-ounce snook landed in Fort Myers in 1995. The picture is of the blank. Karlhofer adds the art. To see the snook, head to Discount Tackle on First Street where the snook is mounted.
"He does all my customer's taxidermy," said Pomerleau, whose Web site is www.madsnooker.com. "A lot of people catch big trophy snook with me and Irv mounts them up for them."
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Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Rough day on the water
Capt. John Guy, owner of Fisherman's Headquarters on First Street, said it best: "We just come out here to fish. We're not on the water everyday. Sometimes, we don't catch anything."
Not that's fishing. You can't always be on a charter with a captain who is almost certain about the recent hot spot beucase he or she has just fishing the hole a day prior. We would have to work for every fish.
Last Sunday, April 20, Capt. John took myself and two other men about 10 miles offshore to target kingfish. The kings had apparently moved away during a recent cold front, but after three straight days of warm temperatures, we figured they might be back around.
In about 50 feet of water, the kings did not show. We threw Rapala lures and scored with a couple bonito, which we could see slicing through the water from a distance, possibly smelling our chum combination of jack mackerel, and chunks of Berkley Gulp baits.
Earlier, we had a tough time getting baits on the flats and in the passes. Finally, though, we went about 5 miles offshore near a marker and used a Capt. Jon Guy blue runner rig, each hooked tipped with a piece of shrimp, to boat about 12 blue runners.
The blue runners, of course, did not produce any kingfish. Instead, we anchored over a bait show and a hard bottom in 45 feet of water. We landed about five undersized red grouper and about eight grunts. The grunts were caught on a jig/shrimp combination.
Just before dark, we motored to the Skyway to take our shots at some mangrove snapper over the rubble under the Skyway. With the light of a full moon lighting up the bay, our pole bents almost nonstop - because of snags.
The mangrove snapper, to our surprise, were not biting.
So we called it a night, content with just being out on the water.
It certainly was a tough day of fishing.
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Wednesday, April 9, 2008
Skyway snack bar opens
A snack bar with a screened-in patio with 10 big picnic tables that seats 50-60 people opened two weeks ago at the north Sunshine Skyway fishing pier.
General managers Race Tyson and Jamie Foster are still playing with the open hours, but temporarily the bar will be open Friday from noon-11 p.m., Saturday from 10 am. to 11 p.m. and Sunday from 10 a.m. to 10 p.m.
The bar serves hot dogs, chili dogs and nachos. The general managers are working on obtaining a beer license.
"We will have one soon," Foster said.
They also hope to add small pizzas.
The general managers also are planning on constructing a similar snack bar on the south pier.
The piers already have 24-hour bait and snack shops with about every amenity an angler could need.
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Tuesday, April 8, 2008

A lone tree in the middle of Lake Manatee State Park managed to avoided perishing in this recent prescribed burn
If you've ever jogged, biked, or ridden a horse across one of the sugar-sand paths on the east side of Lake Manatee State Park, you may have been in awe of the wildly-voluptuous trees and vegetation.
But after rangers realized that "forest" fires were necessary - a forest fire meaning one that is controlled or prescribed - the wording changed. Now, Smokey's mantra is "One you can prevent Wild Fires."
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Wednesday, February 13, 2008
An afternoon in Palma Sola
Mike Lake, from Ill., and Danny Rankin, from Mich., faced a new obstacle as they put their kayaks in at the sandy "put in" on the east side of the Manatee Avenue bridge.
There's now a 25- by 20-yard fence that closes off the area in which water-goers can usually drag their kayaks into Anna Maria Sound. This area apparently is a parking lot for the upcoming Anna Maria Bridge project.
"I thought it was parking so cars wouldn't be vandalized," Lake said, "but I guess not."
They still managed to drag their kayak down a small-but-steep hill on the west side of the lot, and with D.O.A. shrimp, landed two flounder and some trout.
In heavy winds, they managed to avoid a decent chance of rain - depending on the television station.
"I watched three TV stations and you had you're pick - 30, 50 or 60 percent," Rankin said.
Just down the road, Eba Taylor sat on an Indian blanket on the Palma Sola Causeway beach, facing the steady, powerful wind. As she soaked up the sun and breeze, she read "No Second Chance" by Harlan Coben.
This is a common thing for Taylor, who brings her husband from Englewood to work everyday.
"It's beautiful, serene," she said. "That's about it."
Then a plane flew by.
"I listen listen to the waves, the wind," she said, "and watch the plane I wish I was on."
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Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Some hefty sheepies
Capt. Thom Smith with a roughly 5-pound sheepsheadAnglers who crave that delicious white meat of the sheepshead have anxiously waited for the convict fish to begin piling up in thick numbers aroud pilings.
But the frenzy has yet to happen.
Good news though: Some big 'uns are here.
On Monday, I fished with Capt. Thom Smith and Capt. Zach Zacharias, and in north Sarasota Bay, Smith sunk a hook into what we all thought was a redfish based on its bullish runs.
Then, a surprise, as we saw a hefty, zebra-striped sheepy break the surface. At about five pounds, it was the largest sheepshead Zacharias had seen this winter.
There were more good-sized sheepshead, but none as big as Smith's.
"Sheep-herding" is in its early stages around such docks, and reportedly anglers have had success at Anna Maria City Pier and Rod and Reel Pier as well. Moreover, many of the sheepshead are in an early spawn, as was evident by the female's bellies full of roe.
It's a start.
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Tuesday, January 22, 2008
Grab a Gill Grabber
Terry Mowrey displays his invention: The "Gill Grabber."
When Bradenton resident Terry Mowrey, 63, invented the patent-pending "Gill Grabber," he had in mind, first and foremost, fish and angler safety.
The Gill Grabber allows an angler to slide the stainless steel rod into a fish's gill without risking a laceration, and at the same time, allows for a timely release without touching the fish. After removing the hook, an angler can simply set the fish in the water and move their hand away as the rod slides from the gill, releasing the fish.
Gone could be the days of catfish stings or cuts from razor-like gills such as those in a grouper. And because fish won't be touched, they will retain their protective coating and increase their mortality rate.
"Women and children love this thing," Mowrey said.
Mowrey said the Gill Grabber retails at $15.95. He added that his No. 1 distributor is Rivers Boaten & Stuff on 2420 Manatee Avenue East.
The Gill Grabber is made of a wooden handle with rubber outing for grip. The bar is stainless steel, and is designed so that an angler can hold a fish without their knuckles touching the fish.
How much weight can it hold?
"How strong are you?" Mowrey said.
Fair enough.
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Friday, January 18, 2008
A Smile from God
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Thursday, January 17, 2008
Sneaky spiders
When I awoke one day to find that the skin on my right middle knuckle was tough and irritated, I thought nothing of it.
Mosquito bite. Nothing more.
I had been night-fishing the night before, and I was sure nothing had crawled onto me in my sleep.
The next day, it began to swell a bit, but not to the point that I was alarmed.
The point here: Don't be like me. Be alarmed. Go to a doctor.
Another day passed, and the last thought that came to my mind was that I had been bitten by a spider. As the swelling peaked, I actually looked at my knuckle and was intrigued. Again, not the smartest reaction. At the same time, I knew that if it had been one of the two main types of venomous Florida spiders - the widow or recluse - I would have been in much worse shape.
As I looked closer, I could see two small, brown dots, about a quarter-inch apart. Had to be scars from spider fangs.
I went online and performed a search for 'Natural Spider Bite Remedies.' Two came up that received a lot of positive feedback. There was advice that you could make an incision directly on the bite and hold a piece of sliced potato on the wound, the idea being that the starch from the potato would draw the venom out.
I tried this, became impatient with the results, and went on to another possible remedy. I simply ran hot water over the bite, and poured salt over the wound. I let the salt sit for 10 minutes, and rinsed it off. That's an old-time remedy, and after I did this, my knuckle ceased to squeak. (Really - I would hold the knuckle to my ear, and when I opened and closed my hand, the joint squeaked. Not good.)
I did the salt remedy day after day, and finally, the swelling went down, and the joint stopped squeaking. Oddly enough, there remained something in my knuckle, maybe a quarter-inch long, that resembled a fang. I considered seeing a doctor for this, but I figured I'd just be doling out money to hear the words: "You're OK. It will go away naturally."
And it did. As time passed, this "thing" in my knuckle apparently disintegrated. The skin on my knuckle became dry and flaky for a couple days.
People who are engaged in activities where they cannot see where their hands are going (lifting boards, reaching into storage boxes, etc.) should wear gloves. Take it from me, that includes fishermen.
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Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Fire danger high
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Tuesday, January 15, 2008
TerrorEyz a terror on fish
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Monday, January 14, 2008
Just like ice fishing
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