April 25, 2012, 5:25 pm BarJack: [On poling platform, back to sun straining against the 12 knot ESE breeze.] Ok, he’s facing away from you. WindKnot: [Searching for fish shape in the glare.] Away? You sure? [Recast. Slooow strip. The tarpon materializes as it turns.] WindKnot: Got some kinda reaction from ‘im… oh, dude, that could be really [...]
Posts Tagged ‘Keys Chronicles’
Key’s Chronicles: Early Season
Day I: Late start, low tide, breezy. Oceanside: small groups, singles, and doubles. Second cast: hooked up! Jump, jump. Sweeeet. Drag singing. Fish off. “Uhhhh… popped ‘im off.” Nope: reel in to find the backing broke! Motored around searching for a #10 yellow line zipping through the water but was forced to admit both the [...]
Florida Keys Chronicles: Relentless
April 12, 2011 He’s young, blond, mostly, but fading to gray at the edges. By the way he carries himself I’m guessing football, college, maybe. But it’s his hands that catch my eye; they’re hard, thick, construction workers hands. Though I imagine they’re still mobile enough, they appear solid, immovable, and lay on the table [...]
Silver is coming…
Apropos of my upcoming trip to the Keys, I’ve decided to try something new: trailers for my life. That’s right; they’ll be just like actual trailers–short, sweet, and nothing like (and mostly better than) the real thing. Here’s one for tarpon fishing. A short clip of “Silver” a (2-3 part?) series film about chasing tarpon, [...]
The Keys Chronicles (Pt. 7): Tarpon
It’s hot. There’s the smell of stale sweat mingled with the windborne scent of mangroves as the flats to the northward dry out and a zillion myriad invertebrates bake in the sun, and I bake right along with them. We’re west of Key West and south of most everything dry within sight, though I can [...]
The Keys Chronicles (Pt. 6): Tarpon
“Massively miraculous, a very powerful force, extraordinary; so extraordinary as to create immediate unreality in the process upon contact with the fish.” ~ Richard Brautigan, 1973. The Keys Chronicles June, 2009. This season we’re staying at Nate “Dubya’s” Mullet Camp, like always. But this year the flavor is distinctly different, in a bare-bones, fish-camp kind [...]
Tarpon Season’s Comin’…
And We Don’t Have A Freakin’ Skiff! Yup, tarpon season is just around the corner and our brains are heating up along with the weather. Just got this little piece of mental clusterflop from good old Nate “Dubya” down in Tavernier Key. I can’t figure whether to call the Bureau of Mental Health, just feel [...]
