Florida Fishing Reports 6/10

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These are various reports from different sources. They are current to what was reported.
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Key West - June 9th, 2004
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RECORDED: 81 ° FISHING: Great
Florida Keys Tide Tables [[url "http://co-ops.nos.noaa.gov/tides03/tab2ec3d.html"][#0000ff]click here[/#0000ff][/url]]

Barbara McGuire set the all time women's record for Tarpon on June 8th today aboard "FlatsMaster". In fact, Barbara's 80 pound Silver King was only 18 pounds shy of tying the IGFA Women's World Record Tarpon.



Barbara McGuire and her husband John McGuire were the Outstanding Anglers of the Year for 2001. Speaking of Outstanding Anglers of the Year, Greg Persbacker (2002 recipient) was recently on a Palalo worm hatch with Capt. Dexter and Greg's buddy George Hodgson. What a great time we had with the worms and the Tarpon two nights in a row!



June has thusfar been excellent for Tarpon fishing here in the Keys. June should continue to be a leader grabbing month here in the Keys
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Islamorada - June 9th, 2004
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FISHING: Great
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Well, we certainly went from Spring to instant Summer, and the winds have finally calmed down, and the bite has been great from the flats to Everglades National Park.

Boy, June, here is is a start of a new month, and a new fishing report!

The winds have since calmed down as I said, and looks like Summer has fallen right into place, and the bite is great from tarpon fishing, to bonefish, and permit.

The backcountry action has been good with quite a few reports of big bonefish, permit, tarpon, redfish, trout, ladyfish, and snapper. If this pattern here in the Keys, stays the way it is the fishing keeps getting better.

As I said, the fishing is going well on live bait, and fly has been a bit tricky, but the tarpon and the bonefishing are biting and has been great in the morning and early evenings just before the sunsets.

Winds are out of the East Southeast, at 10-15mph, and the afternoon storms start to blow in off the Atlantic, and later in the evening. But, has inhibited the fishing whatsoever.

I am looking forward to a Great Summer Season for all my Anglers.

When live bait fishing for tarpon we are using live bait pilchards, pinfish, and crabs, it has been a fair to hot bite in the morning hours and evening hours. We have been bagging some big and fat fish from 90lbs and up.

All anglers are having fun with all different kind of species, of sharks, barracuda, and of course, the Keys, giant Silver King, and the anglers are having fun catching a variety of fish.

Bonefishing has been good, seeing quite a few groups of fish feeding on the outgoing tide, and the weather has been sunny, and warm, the winds haven't been a factor for us for a week, and big fish are being caught and released on crabs, and shrimp. On fly, we are using crab patterns, and Crazy Charlies, with white bunny hair, and a bit of grizzly hackle has been beneficial this past week.

Light tackle anglers have been quite productive in the backcountry for snapper, trout, redfish, jack crevelle, sharks, ladyfish, snook, and of course tarpon.

Don't Forget that the Evening trips for tarpon, bonefish, and permit are fantastic too, and a great time to see a terrific sunset, and have a great time on fly or live bait. Great time of the year for those bites! Give me a call or just drop a line.

Don't forget that the Summer and Fall Months are the best of times to stalk and sightcast for bonefish, tarpon, permit, snook, redfish, trout, and other species.

Also Remember Snook Season is closed June, July and August, and reopens Sept. 15th, and closes again in December.

Offshore fishing is really great this time of the year, with hook up daily with several dolphin, marilin, and some sailfish, and big ones too! With also, daily catches of kingfish, wahoo, tuna, dolphin, snappers, and groupers.

Also, if you like more information, you can call me directly at 305-664-5891, Capt. Ann or you can call Capt. Alex at 305-852-5084, for more offshore information.

It can be a bit trying on the nerves, but once you hook up the adrenaline takes over, and your knees start shaking, and the thrill of the line zipping out in less than a minute. It is a true rush. I cannot describe the feeling, until you actually hook up. But, let me tell you, that it is one of the most fasinating, and intriguing experiences you could ever have, whether on fly or light tackle, it will have your heart racing, and have a lump in your throat, and a on your face, when you hook up!

Reef and Patch fishing has been good with yellowtail, mangrove and mutton snappers, all great keepers, and what a dinner.

Summer and Fall Tournament Fishing will be getting active, with some Big Fish Being Caught, and Released. If any of you anglers are interested in Some Great Comraderie, and Action, and would like to Enter Some Of Islamorada's Great Tournaments, please call me at 305-664-5891, or you can email me at CaptAnn@boneranger.com, and I will get all the information needed for such events.

Great way to benefit some great causes, and give a little back to some of the less fortunate, and a Great Way to have Fun, and make new Friends.

Don't forget you Flyfishing Enthusiasts, this is the greatest time of the year to come and challenge all our gamefish on fly, the challenge can be quite rewarding, and a great way to get ready for your Spring fishing. Gives you all great hand and eye coordination, so those who you think are bad, don't think it your eyes that are going, its time to get some lessons. I do offer No-Pressure fly instruction, and love to teach you new techniques to build your skills for the Lake and Stream fishing your doing.

Make Sure to Plan in Advance for the Upcoming Spring and Summer, and Fall Dates for Tarpon, Bonefish, Permit and Backcountry Fishing. It starts late March and runs through July. But, we get booked 6 months to a year in advance for the season, so don't delay, get your dates put together and we will let you feel the thrill of hooking up the species of choice, whether its bonefish, tarpon, or permit, you may be lucky enough to land a Grand Slam!

So see whether you choose to go Flats fishing for our elusive Bonefish, or Powerful Permit, and/or those Giant Silver Kings, aka Tarpon, you will sure be surprised to find what is at the other end of your rod.

Other anglers are finding their ways into the Backcountry of Everglades National Park, or even Offshore to challenge the deep water species.

Reminder to All Anglers Snook Season is open and is open until December 14th, then closed Dec. 15th- Jan 31st, also closed, June, July, and August, but, don't forget we can still fish the closed season, and fish when snook season reopens, so be ready!

If you would like more information for fishing here in The Florida Keys, please check out my website at http://www.boneranger.com, and I will be happy to help and assist to make your fishing adventure, and vacation a memory of a lifetime.

Ladies, don't forget, we too can enjoy the splendors of fishing on light tackle or fly, and it's a great way to spend the day getting to know the waters and the beauty that happens here in the Keys!

Well, until my next report, tight lines, and Hope To See You on the Flats, and Remember Catch and Release for the Future!

Tight lines, and Keep Reeling, and Hope to See Yah on the Flats,



Capt. Ann Holahan www.boneranger.com

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Pine Island Sound - June 9th, 2004
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FISHING: Good
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It was a great week of old friends and familiar faces, and even though the odd weather pattern kept us away from where most of the snook are, we managed to have a pretty good week. First up on Tuesday, were Terry and Michele Ryan, of Toms River, New Jersey. We had our first trip about a year ago, and had a fantastic day of snook fishing. I heard talk that morning of bait disappearing from Chino Island, and decided to begin the quest for bait at Picnic Island, and work northward, if necessary. Bait was great at Picnic, and soon we were off. The wind forecast was for light breeze from the southwest. As we left the bait grounds at Picnic I noticed that the breeze was very light, and thought we had a shot a nice day on the beach for snook. I decided to turn around, and run out around the lighthouse and up the Sanibel beach to the first snook stop, a section of beach near Bowman's I dubbed "Stickbeach" years ago. We hadn't gotten more than a couple miles when the wind kicked, and began to make things bumpy, but we were committed, at that point. We pressed on. We were the first boat there, and I anchored on a spot that I had identified as good on a previous trip. We had a good bite from the first bell, and within a couple of minutes Michele had a monster on. You have to picture this. The water was so rough with rollers that we could barely stand up in the boat. Terry and Michele were not comfortable trying to get up on the deck. Michele is a tiny little gal just over 100 pounds soaking wet, and cuter than hell. Here she is with a big snook on the end of her line that's about to pull her out of the boat, and she can barely stand up or hold on to the rod. She's fighting this big snook, and I'm trying to hold on to her enough to make sure she doesn't fall out of the boat on a passing wave. With some luck and coaching she brought the beautiful beach snook boatside, and it was nearly 12 pounds. It was a lot of snook for such a little lady who could barely keep her feet, but she did it. High fives!!


As you might expect, Michele gave Terry a fishing lesson on the beach, although Terry did catch some nice fish, as well. Michele must have thought I was picking on her, as I was like a bull in a China closet, banging her on the head with a reel, and other sundry things. After about two dozen nice snook on the beach things slowed, and we decided to head inside. The water was rough, and unless there's a raging bite, it's not worth getting beaten up. I cranked the Yamaha, and immediately realize it didn't sound right. It had a very dull, flat sound, although it was running. When we got to the manatee buoys, I gave it throttle, but it wouldn't exceed 1600 RPM, and wouldn't even think about getting on step. It was running basically at idle only, and I figured the best thing I could do was try to make my way down to Redfish Pass some five miles away, and get on to flat water before I tried to figure out what was up. I was afraid that either I, or part of my motor would wind up in the rough water if I tried to figure out what was wrong out there. I took over an hour, but we finally got on a shallow bar near South Seas Plantation, and I pulled the lid off the engine. I checked the engine fuel filter, and found some small debris in it, but nothing I thought would be causing a problem. I cleared it, and squirted some fuel with the ball, and put it back together. When I hit the key, I could tell instantly the motor was fine. We headed on to the next spot to see if we could find some more snook and some redfish. After a only a couple of snook, I decided it was time to fish for redfish, and made a move. I chummed with live and cut bait, and put out a couple of cut baits and a live bait. Soon, we had some action, and our first redfish in the boat. I was having trouble getting Michele to set the hook on the redfish, and on a big hit, decided to show here what I meant by "setting" the hook. I hauled back on the rod, and something seemed to let loose, and the rod hit her squarely in the glasses. It scared me to death, and startled her, but she got her fish. We laughed and joked about it later, but she must have thought I was going to knock her out before the day was over! We finished the day with a couple more snook, and about 8 redfish. It was a pretty good day, in spite of some motor troubles, and it was great to see Terry and Michele once again. Tuesday, it was my old friend Bob McGuire, of Line Lexington, Pennsylvania. Bob is a long-time friend and customer, and I love fishing with him. He's happy with what ever is going on. A wind check after catching bait dictated that we stay inside the Sound. I asked Bob if he wanted to go try for some big snook, and he was in agreement. We headed into Ding Darling Sanctuary to begin. Even thought the tide had not yet begun to move when we arrived, we had a good bite. We didn't land any big snook, but we sure had a great variety of fish. In that first spot Bob caught a mangrove snapper, a gag grouper, 4 speckled trout, 2 redfish, a ladyfish, and 3 snook. In fact, Bob did the impossible at that first stop, catching a trout and a ladyfish at the same time on one bait. Apparently, what happened was that the ladyfish hit first, and the hook went through its lip, and it swam up the line. Then, the trout ate the same bait, and we couldn't figure out what we had as Bob reeled in what looked like a foul up with another line. Imagine our surprise when we realized he'd caught two fish on one bait and one hook. After that display of angling skill the bite slowed, and we decided to go chase redfish. We set up shop on a flat, and I went to work with chumming. Soon, we had the action we were looking for. We had a good redfish bite, and although they were slot fish around 20 inches, they are a blast on light tackle. Bob caught around 20 of the bronze puppies before it was over, and we headed home happy campers.


Bob always has a way of making me feel great about a trip, what with his unbridled enthusiasm and with comments like, "Another awesome day, Butchie!" He always sends me home feeling like the greatest guide in the world. Thursday and Friday were spent with my old friend Dr. John Hitt, over for a week of rest and relaxation from his duties as President of UCF, in Orlando. I met John at 6 AM Thursday morning, and we were quickly off toward Picnic Island for bait. We didn't expect it, but as it turned out, bait was tough! With a lot of work we only managed to get a few dozen shiners and some pinfish. I decided to head up to Chino, thinking it would surely be there, but to my surprise, we never saw a shiner. On to Kiesels flat and it was the same thing. Finally, we resolved to go fish with what we had, instead of wasting any more of the tide. By the time we got to the first hole it was after 9:30. We had foregone our plans for earlier. By the time we got there the tide was getting just about right for the reds to move in and begin to eat, so after catching three snook, we turned our attention to the reds. The wind was bouncing us around, and I was having trouble staying on my chum. After a few minutes we caught a redfish or two, but that was it. I sensed that they were close by, and that perhaps they had settled on a very good patch of bottom. I elected a short move to a trough close by, and sure enough, it was action from the get-go! We were on 'em. For the rest of the tide, nearly 3 hours, we caught some 30 redfish. We had a blast. All but a few were slot fish.


Friday, we were at it again, and met my bud Capt. Butch Boteler at Picnic Island. Butch had a tooth extracted late the previous afternoon, and was concerned about putting a nasty old net in his mouth, for a number of reasons. He would do the chumming, and I the throwing. My big concern was that bait was again be tough. It wasn't. For whatever reason, bait was back to normal, and we soon had both the boats loaded with plenty. I decided to take John to the spot I had taken Bob two days before, to see if we would once again have a potpourri of fish to catch. We would try for reds later on the tide. But, the slow crawling tide we had drawn on this day had the fish thinking about other than eating. It became evident that it was going to be a tough day, with 2 jack crevalle, 2 speckled trout, and 1 nice gag grouper. We had some nice hits that we didn't manage to hook, too. We waited until the tide have moved for about a half hour before electing to move on. It was time for redfish. I felt sure we could get them to eat. But, even they were reluctant participants in our fishing game. At our first stop we got only one hit, and missed it. Then there were only catfish. We moved on, and headed back to the scene of the previous day's great action. I knew the fish would be there. It would just be a question of whether or not they'd eat. Well, the action was slow, but the fish were big. The first redfish was over 9 pounds. Then came a 15 pound fish, an 11 pound fish, a big trout, and a keeper red. We broke off 2 or 3 reds, as well. The 15 pounder was John's biggest red on the west coast. He has caught some of the outsized reds over at Mosquito Lagoon, but that's a big red for our flats. But, our biggest excitement came when a spinner shark of about 5 ft. in length took John's bait on two occasions. They put on quite a show until the cut the leader or throw the hook. We fished the reds until we were sure they were done, and called it a day. Although it had been a slow day by our standards, it had been a good day of quality fish, and we were happy.



Next week it's a week of really poor tides until Friday. It could mean a tough week of fishing if the prevailing morning winds won't let us get out to where the snook are staged. We'll see how it goes. IMPORTANT If you want to be able to continue to fish Florida waters please follow this link, [url "http://www.barhoppr.com/manzones.htm"][#0000ff]"Manatee Zones: How You Can Help"[/#0000ff][/url] and please take the time to become involved, even if you don't live in Florida. Let the politicians know WHY you come to Florida on vacation!

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Palm Beach - June 9th, 2004
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FISHING: Good
will try to remember everything that has gone on in the past month or so, some of the entertainment has been right off the scale. We'll start with Scott and Lanette Singletons trip back in the first week of May. A while back I know, but one thirty minute segment was about as nutty as it gets, left us all laughing until our sides hurt. The Singletons weather was marginal for the four days that we fished, with the seas being a sloppy three to four foot, but with little going on inshore, we buckled down and headed offshore anyhow. The first day was spent warming up on runners and other assorted little stuff, Scott managed a twelve pound dolphin on his eight weight the second day, but the third day was where things got crazy. I managed to get a few albies coming up on dead glass minnows, fish in the six to eight pound range. Both of the Singleton's were holding their eight weights, and I figured the eights would be fine on that size albie. I gave Lanette the go ahead, she dropped a cast in and sure enough, a twelve pounder came in from nowhere and pounds her fly. Just as the albie goes off on it's run, here come two dolphin in the twenty pound plus range. I told Scott to lose the eight and grab a big rod. Well, Scott just drops the eight on the deck, line still stripped off of it and gets his twelve weight. He makes a nice cast right in front of the larger dolphin, only to have another big albie pick the fly off right from under the chin of the dolphin. So, I grab the only other big rod, a ten weight, and get a hook into the big dolphin. I hand the dolphin rod over to Scott and take the albie on the twelve weight off his hands. Now, that albie has headed to the front of the boat, taking me with it. Scott has followed the dolphin to the back of the boat where Lanette is fighting her albie. The chum is all in the back of the boat where I can't get to it, and the second dolphin is still swimming around the boat. I figure I better do something about this or he'll be leaving, and looking down, there's the eight weight laying on the deck ready to cast and in a fit of temporary insanity, I pick it up one handed and make a cast at the second dolphin. Sure enough, I get a hook stuck in the fish and it goes off on a running, leaping sprint. For those of you not keeping count, this is now four fly rods, four fish, and three sets of hands doing the work. Lord I wish I had someone there in another boat filming this circus. Anyhow, in an effort to keep up with the dolphin that is just putting on a spectacular jumping show, I put the twelve wieght in my mouth,(along with all the glass minnow scales I had covered it with). The albie on it, up until that point, was being somewhat passive. Of course, when I brought my teeth into play, it decides it's time to do a scorching run well into the two hundred yard range. I'm doing my best to stay focused on the dolphin, but my teeth being pulled out of my head is making this difficult. Anyhow, my dolphin jumps off right about this time, and about twenty seconds later, something eats the albie, (shark), whole. We can now get back to the other end of the boat with the Singleton's,(remeber the Singleton's?). Scott has done a fine job of keeping his dolphin fairly close, and Lanette is just putting the finishing touches on her albie. We get the albie in the boat and released, and just as I turn my attention to Scott's dolphin, well, here come's another dolphin about the same size. Another round of frantic activity ensues as I try to chum this new player into the mood to eat a fly, but he's having none of it. More than likely, it's the dolphin I jumped off. Anyhow, I spend enough time messing with this fish before I give up on it, that when it comes time to land Scott's dolphin, as I'm trying to lead it into a net, the hook basically falls out and he swims off. I straighten up and look at the other two and we all just burst into hysterical laughter. It would have been nice to get the dolphin, but that would have just been frosting on a very tasty cake. Then the weather took a serious turn for the worse, almost three weeks of the windiest weather south Florida has seen in May. Winds stayed above twenty knots with gusts over thirty, making seas well into the "fugly" range. Almost noone was able to make it offshore, and the few that did found marginal fishing for their troubles. But the weather improved drastically last week, and the albie fishing has built into series of all out battles everyday. We had one day last week when the albies moved much further inshore than is normal for them, only a couple hundred yards off the beach in water depths of twenty to thirty feet. The nice thing about hooking albies in water that shallow, when they go off on thier run, there's nowhere to go but out. And out, and out. I must have made some kind of impression on the Singletons though,(I'm not sure what kind of impression I could have made other than being some kind of nut) because they extended an invitation to join them in the Bahamas for a few days. Julie, my wife, had never been to the islands. And since stage one of the permanent move to "The islands, mon.." , is getting her over there, I was able to employ some of my guide buddies to cover my trip for a few days and off we went. Treasure Cay is about one third of the way from the north tip of Abaco, one of the world's great Edens. Turquoise water, really neat limestone formations carved by the surf, palm trees, sunsets that explode in the western sky. Just drop dead georgeous. Scott and I went with a guide named Pedro on day one, into a labyrinth of cays and islands with beautiful water to the north of Abaco. An area that looked like you could fish it everyday for a year and not fish the same water twice. Conditions were tough, windy and cloudy,(the same horrible weather back home was experiencing) I managed one bonefish, and a monster mutton snapper,(a much more notable catch in my opinion) for the day. As Pedro was tying up the boat at the end of the day however, he tweaked his back( a pain I'm more than familiar with) so needed the next day to recoup. The day after that, Scott opted for the golf course and a friend of his Bill, an attourney from D.C. and I headed back to the flats with Pedro. Bill had never fished salt, much less bones, and to say he was pumped would be an understatement. Conditons were a little better this day, more sunshine for better visability and a little less wind. This is where I join the "Stupid Peoples Club". We get into a spot that is just loaded with bonefish, probably a hundred fish milling around in a space the size of a football field. We bailed out of the boat and go wading after the bonefish. Now we did notice several small sharks in the area, but I paid them no mind. While casting at a group of bones, I see a bone coming after my fly, there is a big swirl, I come tight and off goes a good run well into my backing. I try pulling my fish away from the school of bones in an attempt to keep from spooking them at Bill's expence and succeed to some degree despite the fact I'm only using a eight weight rod with a ten pound tippet. Well, I get close enough to have the monster bonefish I'm so sure I'm attached to turn into a blacktip shark, just shy of three feet long, that is foul hooked in the tip of the pectoral fin. The only thing I can figure is the shark was after the bonefish I saw coming in on my fly, and was in the wrong place at the wrong time and ended up foul hooked. Well, I play the shark out till it's exausted, just laying on the surface. Keep in mind I handle several hundred spinner sharks five times this thing's size back home every winter. I see no reason I shouldn't be able to get the hook out of the thing and send it on it's way. With my long nosed locking forceps, I get a good hold on the bend of the tiny size six hook, and give a hard yank up and away from me. Now this tiny hook that I'm expecting to let go, straighten out or break does a fourth option that I didn't expect....it holds. I now have snatched this shark completely up and out of the water, it's at shoulder level and at arms length, and it shows me why I was needlessly worried about it's well being. It comes around with speed you wouldn't believe and makes absolute hamburger out of the index finger on my right hand. Luckily it didn't get a good hold, as I'm sure it would have clamped and held if it could. From the moment I yanked on the hook, to the shark falling back in the water covered a total time of about half a second. I look at my hand and think "hmmmm, that's not good...." I throw the rod, complete with shark at Pedro and head for the boat. Somehow Pedro releases the shark and meets me at the boat. Well, there's no first aid kit, but I have one sheet of a paper towel. I wrap it around the finger and Pedro comes up with a t-shirt he cuts a strip off and we wrap that around the finger. You may be wondering where Bill is...he's off chasing bonefish frantically, I think he's assuming the trip is about to be cut dramatically shorter. Pedro sure is, saying..." We go to cleenic,Mon...we go Now, Mon..." "Screw it Pedro...I can still move it and there's no arteries cut, keep on fishing with Bill..." Pedro looks at me like " Freekin crazy american..." and trudges off after Bill figuring to have only one customer alive at the end of the day. Well, I sit there in the boat contemplating my finger's plight, and the bleeding amazingly stops, and the cold water I'm pouring on it is making it pretty tolerable. I stand up and look to see that most of the bonefish have by-passed Bill and Pedro and have encircled the boat. Us Florida guides may not be bright individuals, but we're tough SOB's. A left handed casting we go and actually manage to hook one of the bonefish! This is where it becomes painfully obvious that two hands are really a requirement and not an option. After deciding that there's really no way around it, I break the bone off and sit there disgusted with myself until Bill finally,(like an hour plus after I get tagged) gets his bonefish, I snap a couple shots of him and we haul butt back to the dock. This report has gotten quite long and my finger hurts so I'll shorten the remainder considerably. Forty minute boat ride back to the dock, forty minute car ride back to the hotel, twenty minute visit to the islands medical clinic, just enough time to get back to the hotel, pack and get to the airport for our scheduled flight back to Florida. Through the ER doors at 7:30 PM and am finally seen and stitched up by a Dr. at midnight, twelve hours after the shark buried it's teeth in my finger. And twenty one stitches is what is needed to piece it all back together again

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Hillsboro Inlet, Boca Raton to Ft. Lauderdale - June 8th, 2004
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FISHING: Good
Sorry for not posting any reports lately. I have been repowering my Contender with Mercury Optimax and I also had Gastric Bypass Surgery. Everything went well and the boat is back so the reports should become more regular. As for fishing it has been the trend all year fishing will be red hot for a few days and then dead. There have been plenty of Kingfish around as well as Blackfin Tuna in the morning and late afternoon. Around the full moon Wahoo were being caught.

Offshore swordfishing has been spectacular. With boat reporting 4 or 5 shots per night sometimes.

Give me a call let get out on the water. Now is the time.

Till next time, catch em up,

Capt. Kevin Kates www.catch-fish.com 800-256-8042 Toll Free 954-725-9662 Local 754-367-0259 Cellular