Fly Fishing Myrtle Beach: Essential Redfish Flies for Success
Introduction: Redfish, also known as red drum, are one of the most sought-after gamefish along the coastal waters of the Southeastern United States. Renowned for their powerful runs and aggressive eats, these bruisers present an exciting challenge for fly anglers. To unlock the thrill of redfish on the fly, let's delve into the art of choosing the right flies. Join us as we explore the essential patterns that will entice redfish and enhance your fly fishing experience.
Understanding Redfish Behavior: Before we dive into fly patterns, it's crucial to understand the feeding habits and preferences of redfish. These powerful predators often patrol shallow flats, marshes, and oyster beds in search of prey. They have a keen sense of smell and are known to root around the bottom for crabs, shrimp, and small baitfish. Tailor your fly selection to mimic the local forage and entice redfish to strike.
Redfish Cracklin’ from Sight Cast Fishing
Clouser Minnow: The Clouser Minnow is a versatile fly pattern that mimics baitfish, making it a go-to choice for redfish. Its weighted eyes give it a realistic jigging action when retrieved, resembling a fleeing baitfish. Tie this pattern in various sizes and colors to match the local baitfish species, adjusting to the water clarity and light conditions.
Crab Patterns: Crabs are a staple in the redfish diet, especially in shallow waters. Crab fly patterns, such as the Merkin, Kwan style crabs or Copperhead Crabs, are effective choices for enticing redfish. These patterns imitate the natural movement and appearance of crabs, making them irresistible to hungry redfish cruising the flats.
Shrimp Imitations: Redfish are opportunistic feeders and won't pass up a tasty shrimp. Shrimp fly patterns, like the Razzmataz or Redfish Cracklin', can be deadly when presented effectively. The lifelike movement of these flies in the water triggers predatory instincts, prompting redfish to strike aggressively.
Gurglers: For surface action, consider using a Gurgler. This topwater fly creates commotion on the surface, attracting redfish with its popping sound and wake. It's an exciting option, especially in shallow water where redfish might be cruising or tailing.
Tips for Success:
Match the Hatch: Observe the local baitfish, crabs, and shrimp to tailor your fly selection to the redfish's natural prey.
Retrieve Techniques: Experiment with different retrieve styles, including slow strips, erratic jerks, and pauses, to find what triggers redfish strikes.
Seasonal Adjustments: Be mindful of seasonal variations in redfish behavior. In colder months, consider slower retrieves, while warmer months may call for faster-paced presentations.
Conclusion: Fly fishing for redfish is a thrilling pursuit that requires a well-stocked fly box and a keen understanding of the fish's behavior. Armed with the right fly patterns and techniques, you'll be ready to face the challenge of targeting redfish in diverse coastal environments. So, tie on these essential redfish flies, head to the flats, and experience the exhilaration of hooking into these powerful and iconic gamefish.
Speckled Trout Fishing in South Carolina
Speckled trout; some can argue they are the perfect inshore fish. They are voracious feeders, sustainable, fast growing and extremely fun to fish for. Speckled trout or “trout” for short, inhabit estuaries from the southeast all the way through the gulf states. They are readily available throughout most of the year in our waters in South Carolina, but late fall and mid spring tend to have a hotter bite.
Unlike your first thought, they are in no way related to an actual trout, but a part of the drum family. Like redfish, male trout use a drumming noise to attract females. They are broadcast spawners and could spawn multiple times a year, making them a much more sustainable species than redfish which spawn once a year. In South Carolina, the legal size for harvest is 14 inches, but even at this size may have spawned multiple times. Their diet consists of shrimp, crustaceans, and when larger baitfish. Most fish cresting 20 inches are breeding females, which produce a significantly higher amount of eggs. We strongly urge everyone to release over 20”, this will help promote a more successful spawn, and future for our fisheries.
Fishing for trout can be done in any fashion; bait, plug, soft plastic and fly. Live shrimp under a slip cork tends to be a favorite among bait anglers. Using a slip cork is great because your adjustment of depth is simple. Going from a deep jetty scenarios to pothole creek fishing is a just quick adjustment with out rig change. Soft plastics on a jig head are extremely effective as well, colors like opening night, and electric chicken are proven winners. Fish these in different cadences and depths, in my mind if they wont eat a paddle tail they wont eat anything!
My favorite ways to target trout are topwater plug and fly. Plugs are a great option at first light and sundown. Working grass edges, eddys, and other structure can prove deadly. Baits like a good old fashion Heddon Spook or a Mirrolure Top Dog Jr. are great choices. Classic red/white is always my go to! Trout on fly is super effective as well, not trying to be biased but a gurgler (topwater fly) is my favorite, but a clouser minnow is a hard one to beat. Clousers in chartreuse/white and chartreuse/pink are staples.
When choosing a rod for speckled trout fishing opt for a medium light fast action rod with a 2500 class spinning reel. Braid in the 10 lb range with a 10-15 lb flourocarbon leader is perfect. Fly rods in the 6-8wt range are best. Depending on scenarios both floating and sinking lines serve a purpose, so best to have both options available. If you do not want to carry a spare spool, a sinking poly leader will help get flies down in the zone.
Reading water is important in trout fishing. In my experience, the more current the better, find those deeper pockets in higher salinity areas and trout will likely not be far. They also cruise the same edges redfish do when the water begins dumping out of feeder creeks and grass. The bait coming out of the grass acts as a easy buffet to these ruthless feeders. The bite is what many trout anglers fall in love with. The ol’ thump! When trout commit there is no mistake. Many times with a bite there is more fish congregated in the same area, get that one in the net and fire another bait where you got bit. They tend to not travel solo.
Trout are also fantastic table fare. With their ability to sustain the stock, taking a few home is no problem. They do not freeze well, so take only what you can eat that night! The meat is white, flaky and mild. My favorite way to prepare is in an iron skillet with butter dusted with Cajun seasoning over rice and sauteed asparagus. In my opinion, they are the best eating inshore fish.
There is a reason some anglers have an undeniable addiction to chasing trout. They are the whole package; sustainable, available, receptive, and the big ones over 25” hold the term gator for a reason. The South Carolina coast offers opportunity for all types of anglers to target these fish, boat or no boat. So, pick your tactic and get after these great fish!
-Johnny
Navigating the Shallows: Crafting the Perfect Inshore Light Tackle for Pawleys Island.
The right tackle can make all the difference in success in Pawleys Island.
Inshore fishing, with its shallow waters and need for stealth approach, presents a unique set of challenges and excitement for anglers. A well-crafted light tackle setup from Pawleys Island Outdoors is the key to success in these dynamic environments. Join us as we explore the essential components and considerations for building the perfect inshore light tackle setup that poses the right balance between finesse and functionality.
Selecting the Right Rod: The foundation of any light tackle setup is the rod. Opt for a medium to medium-light rod, around 7-7’6” feet in length. This allows for accurate casts and provides the sensitivity needed to feel subtle strikes necessary. A fast or extra-fast action rod helps achieve greater sensitivity.
Pairing with the Ideal Reel: Choose a reel that complements your rod, aiming for a size in the 2500 to 3000 range. A quality spinning reel with a smooth sealed drag system is essential for handling the harsh environment it will face in the salt.
Line Matters: Feel in inshore fishing could be of the utmost importance, and the choice of line plays a crucial role. Opt for a braided line with a pound-test suitable for the reel (I typically fish 10lb on a 2500). The low diameter of braided lines enhances sensitivity, improves casting distance, and allows for better control in the shallow waters where stealth is often key.
Leader and Knot Expertise: In clear inshore waters, a fluorocarbon leader is a valuable addition to your setup. Attach a leader of appropriate length, typically 12 to 24 inches, using a reliable knot like the double uni-knot. The leader provides abrasion resistance and reduces the visibility of the line, increasing your chances of fooling wary fish.
Versatile Lure Selection: Inshore species can be selective, so a variety of versatile lures is crucial. Include soft plastics, paddle tails, jerkbaits, topwater lures, and Eyestrike jigheads in your arsenal. Choose lures that mimic the local forage and can be worked effectively in the shallows. Experiment with different colors and sizes to adapt to changing conditions.
Comfortable and Functional Apparel: Lightweight, moisture-wicking clothing with UV protection keeps you cool and protected during long days on the water. Don't forget a hat and polarized sunglasses to enhance visibility in the glare.
This set up is a very affordable, reliable choice. 7’6” Star Stellar Lite 6-14lb with a Penn Battle 2500 loaded with 10lb Powerpro.
Crafting the perfect inshore light tackle setup is about finding the delicate balance between finesse and power. By selecting the right rod and reel, choosing the appropriate line, mastering knots, and diversifying your lure selection, you'll be well-equipped to navigate the shallows and tackle a variety of inshore species. With comfort and organization in mind, your inshore light tackle setup becomes the gateway to success in the skinny.
Photography: Bobby Altman Photography
Fly and Light Tackle Fishing in Winyah Bay
Welcome, to the ultimate guide to tackling Winyah Bay with finesse! Get ready to dive deep into the technical intricacies of fly and light tackle fishing in this angler's paradise. Let's unlock the secrets of Winyah Bay and elevate your fishing game to new heights!
Ebbs and Flows of Winyah Bay
Winyah Bay isn't just any fishing spot – it's a dynamic ecosystem where freshwater meets saltwater, creating a haven for a diverse range of game fish. From redfish to speckled trout and everything in between, the bay's rich waters offer endless opportunities for anglers seeking an adrenaline-fueled adventure.
Winyah Bay's unique geography, nestled along the coast of South Carolina, is a result of the convergence of several rivers, including the Great Pee Dee, the Waccamaw, and the Sampit. This blend of freshwater and saltwater creates a nutrient-rich environment that sustains a thriving population of fish and other marine life. The bay's vast expanse of marshes, oyster beds, and shallow flats provides an ideal habitat for both baitfish and predators, making it a prime destination for fly and light tackle fishermen alike.
Navigating the Tidal Chessboard
Ah, the tides – nature's chessboard for anglers. Understanding the ebb and flow of Winyah Bay's tides is paramount for strategic fishing success. During the incoming tide, nutrient-rich waters flood the bay. This influx of water brings with it an abundance of baitfish and other prey, drawing hungry predators in search of an easy meal.
On the flip side, the outgoing tide reveals hidden channels and flats, presenting prime ambush points for hungry predators. As the water recedes, it creates currents and eddies that concentrate baitfish and other prey, making them easy targets for opportunistic predators. Anglers can take advantage of these natural features by targeting fish as they congregate in these areas, waiting for unsuspecting prey to be swept past them by the current.
Cracking the Baitfish Code
In the world of fly and light tackle fishing, imitation is the sincerest form of flattery – especially when it comes to baitfish. Winyah Bay's inhabitants have refined palates, so matching the hatch is crucial for enticing bites. Whether it's mimicking the darting movements of mullet or the delicate flutter of shrimp, having the right fly or lure in your arsenal is the key to unlocking Winyah Bay's fishy secrets.
During the spring and summer months, when baitfish such as mullet, menhaden, and shrimp are abundant in the bay, fly patterns such as Clouser Minnows, seaducers, and other shrimp imitations are highly effective. These patterns should be tied in a variety of sizes and colors to match the specific baitfish species present in the bay.
Light tackle anglers can also capitalize on the abundance of baitfish by using lures such as soft plastics, jerkbaits, and topwater plugs. These versatile lures can be worked effectively across a variety of habitats, from shallow flats to deeper channels, making them a favorite among anglers targeting a wide range of species.
The Four Seasons of Fishing
From the vibrant blooms of spring to the frosty embrace of winter, each season in Winyah Bay offers its own unique challenges and rewards for intrepid anglers.
Spring signals the arrival of migrating baitfish and voracious predators. As the water temperatures begin to rise, the bay comes alive with activity as baitfish migrate into the estuary, attracting hungry predators. This presents an excellent opportunity for anglers to target species such as redfish and speckled trout as they forage voraciously along the marsh edges and oyster beds.
Summer brings its own set of challenges, with warmer water temperatures pushing fish deeper into the bay in search of cooler, oxygen-rich waters. However, this also provides anglers with the chance to target larger species such as tarpon, which frequent the deeper channels and flats of Winyah Bay during the summer months.
Fall is prime time for trophy-sized redfish and speckled trout. Cooler temperatures trigger a feeding frenzy among the resident fish populations as they prepare for the winter ahead. This presents an ideal opportunity for anglers to target trophy-sized redfish and speckled trout as they feed aggressively in anticipation of the colder months.
Winter brings cooler temperatures and clearer waters, making sight fishing a popular technique among anglers. With fewer boats on the water and less vegetation obstructing the view, anglers can spot fish more easily and target them with precision, making for an exhilarating and rewarding experience.
Conclusion: Hooked on Winyah Bay
There you have it, folks – the insider's guide to mastering fly and light tackle fishing in Winyah Bay. Armed with technical know-how, a sense of adventure, and a dash of luck, you're ready to take the bay on head first!
-Johnny
Bull Redfish in Winyah Bay: What You Need to Know
It is getting to that time of the year, temperatures rising and the push of “breeder” redfish infiltrating our bays. Breeder redfish also referred to as channel bass, bull drum, or bull redfish are typically greater than 30” in length and over 4-5 years in age. Although these fish sexually mature in a relatively short amount of time, they are long living, upwards of 40 years. While they are very fun and stress free to fish for, handling is of upmost importance to the health of the future of our stock.
The life cycle of a redfish is also very important to understand. We will start with the spawn. Spawning aggregations of redfish usually occur in large groups in near shore areas, inlets and channels. Males will “drum” (the grunt you hear when you hold one) to attract females. Redfish are broadcast spawners and eggs are fertilized externally. When eggs are adrift and fertilized, they drift in to the estuaries where they will hatch and the fry will grow to maturity. Juvenile fish will typically stay in the same estuary (non migratory) until maturity, making conservation and proper harvest extremely important to the fisheries future. The fish growing here are what is available, there will not be another large push of fish until the next successful spawn.
Tackle is very important to protecting these large breeder fish. A heavy action 6-7’ spinning rod with a 6000-8000 class spinning reel is perfect. Getting these fish to the boat as quick as possible is very important, especially with high water temperatures. Braided line in the 50lb class is perfect. The Owen Lupton rig is the preferred rig for these fish. The key is to not allow the possibility for gut hook. This rig is comprised of 80lb monofiliament, a flat weight from 4-8oz, 6/0-7/0 circle hook, a bead and a snap swivel on your rod. This rig is tied with the weight only 6 inches above the hook, stopping the fish from inhaling the rig to their belly(video below). Mullet, menhaden and crabs are great bait options. Pawleys Island Outdoors is keyed in to outfit the proper tackle for you!
Handling these fish is the line between life and death. I like to keep a large rubberized net on the boat to protect you from a shark bite near the boat and keeping the fish in the water as much as possible. Taking pictures is part of fishing but avoid taking multiple fish out of water at once and try to keep picture taking to 30 seconds or less. Many times these fish are spent by the time they are boat side and take time to revive. It is your responsibility as an angler to revive the fish to health before releasing and going back to fishing. Hold by tail slowly pushing fish into current which will flow water to their gills. This often takes time, but keeping fish water bound as much as possible will make the revive easier on you and the fish.
Fishing for bull drum done properly could ensure a less abrasive effect on fish health. With the proper mindset, tackle and handling you will be well equipped for a day on the water. The future of the fishery is in our hands!
Quick, Simple, and Easy Redfish Fly for Pawleys Island
Flies. They can get wild. 10 materials, some endangered animal hair that the tier swears makes the difference. In my travels, I have learned simple is the way. For example, the Clouser minnow is 2 materials, and has arguably caught more species than any other fly. We call simple, effective flies “guide flies,” because after a long day on the water, having to reload the box can be a chore and easy flies are key. My goal is to keep flies to 4 materials or less, and 5-7 minutes of tying time per fly.
The fly I am highlighting today, is the Steve Thomas Firecracker. This fly has been guilty of peaking more interest than any other fly in my box in the warmer months. The 4 materials are Mylar Piping, Estaz Grande (olive), rubber legs and a pyrex rattle, of which I purchased at Rivers and Glen in Mt. Pleasant, SC. The fly is tied on a Clouser hook of your choice with Bead Chain Eyes.
This fly can be tied with a weed guard for flood tide fishing, or without for low tide crawlers. I fish this in short 6-8 inch sharp strips to get the rattle working in my favor. (think how a shrimp swims, jerky with a suspend). The heavy flash and rattle allows them to locate the fly in less than ideal visibility.
The story behind this fly is near and dear to me, because my first tailing redfish was caught on it. Steve Thomas was a walk and wade guide out of Hobcaw Barony in Georgetown SC, and a talented old school fly tier. I met Steve while managing the fishing department at Orvis in Myrtle Beach, and later invited me to fish with him. To me, his presence was that of Lefty Kreh or Flip Pallot, a legend. He was well traveled, had plenty of stories and knew the fish. I still have the first Firecracker Steve gave me. He has since passed and highlighting this fly in his honor only makes sense. Thank you Steve to opening my world to redfish on fly.
Spin it up, fish it, get tight.
Materials:
Gamakatsu B10s size 2
Larger Gold Mylar Piping
5mm Glass Rattle
Rubber Legs
Estaz Grande (Olive)
Medium Bead Chain Eyes
Firecracker redfish fly tying for Pawleys Island Redfish
Reeling in Memories: Fishing with Kids in Myrtle Beach
Introduction: As much of a “hardcore”guide and angler that I am, fishing with kids holds a very special place in my heart. I believe I enjoy it because it’s a way my kids and I bond, and the vivid memories of my childhood days on the water. My early days held some of the most special moments of my life. They have paved the way for my life on the water today. Introducing children to the world of fishing is not only fun, but many of life’s lessons are here to learn, as well.
Keep it Fun: The most important key to fishing with kids is keeping it fun. Keep it interesting, show them what you are doing and why. Sometimes, throwing a big net on some mullet and letting them play with them in the livewell is the highlight of the day. Remember these days on the water are for the kids. Soak up these moments, they wont last forever. If they associate fishing with Daddy or Mommy fussing at them, they wont want to come back.
Keep it Simple: Remember the last section? Keep it fun? Well this feeds right into it. The goal today is to put a bend in the rod, whether it be a redfish, trout, shark or croaker. I can assure you, the species will not matter to the kid. Go out with the goal to have them turn handles as much as possible. A dead shrimp on a Carolina rig with a circle hook will often yield a rod bender. A great bait for easy fishing with kids is Fishbites Fish’n Strips Shrimp. These things are extremely durable, don’t stink and easy. They are great for croakers and whiting (we’ve caught redfish and pompano on them too!). Simple is fun, opt for easy rewards, it will pay off with smiles.
Life Lessons: Some of the most useful lessons in life can be taught right here. In a world loaded with devices and instant gratification, it is easy to get kids sucked into that vortex. Out here they will learn patience, how to win, how to lose and how to disconnect. They may not understand these lessons now, but their future self will thank them.
Taking it to the Next Level: Wow, your kid loves to fish. Every free moment they want to go, that’s great! We have great programs for youth saltwater and bass anglers locally. Student Angler League Touranment Trail (SALLT) is an awesome organization, they host a local tournament trail for youth anglers. We got my daughter Mia involved and she loves it. Rayburn and his team put on a great event. Tons of fellowship, give aways, seminars and a real tournament weigh in trailer. Talk about putting the kids in the spotlight and making it about them. (Nudge, nudge. There are some scholarship opportunities in fishing these day too.)
Conclusion: Fishing with kids is not only fun but very satisfying as a parent. Remember to make the day about them, keep it simple, and fun. These days will go down in the child’s memory forever, as they did with mine. As a guide, some of my favorite days are with a kid and parent, I love to pass on my passion.
**If you’re taking your kid fishing and have any questions, do not hesitate to call me. I will help in all ways possible.**
Georgetown Fly Angler: Ed Walzer
Ed Walzer. Where do I start? This guy is the client that makes a guide dreams come true. 70’ 3’ o’clock? Pfft no problem. Don’t trout set? This man has been strip setting before I was a twinkle in my daddy’s eye. Talk junk to the guy on the poling platform? Yep, but able to take it too. What a guy.
Ed reached out to me in early September 2023 about setting up a few dates in October. In our text and phone conversations, I could tell how serious he was about throwing a fly rod. At some point, I thought I was being interrogated by a detective. Are you full time? How long have you been guiding? “Don’t worry about my casting I’ve been doing it a lot longer than you have been on this earth.” Jesus. For the first time since I started guiding, I was sweating about having someone on my boat. I was worried I wouldn’t produce for him. So, as the days came I prepared, found some new fish, and scouted really hard. I felt better but the nerves were still there.
Day one: October 3rd, 6:15am. I pull up, there’s Ed, rods rigged, traveling light and ready to roll. Threw him some rain gear, he suited up and off we went. We made quick conversation and my comfort level rose. The plan was to throw gurglers at first light for a topwater eat. About 10 casts in Ed sticks a nice trout. The heat was off a little, but I knew we had to find the redfish. It slowed and we started working our way into the creeks. Ed was a machine, this guy threw lazers. We got a few shots but not much love. A little while later while poling, I hear thud. I look in the cockpit and a tarpon jumped in the boat. “Ed a f***king tarpon just jumped in the boat” Ed lit up, he thought it was great, so did I. “They just jump in the boat for me.” We laugh about that to this day. With little love from the redfish the tide started to rise, I knew we were on a timer and time was almost up. Ed says “ I had fun but I have to have a redfish next trip.” “Hold on, old man we ain’t done yet..” So as a last ditch effort, I poled into a creek I’ve never fished before. We started in the flooded grass, I look away for a second and boom Ed is tight! This is a nice fish, top end of an estuary fish. We put the heat on and got her to the net 28”. I don’t know who was more excited him or I. What a Hail Mary. “Alright let’s end it there..” We get back to the dock and share our high 5s and as Ed pulls out. “I want a 30” next trip” and chuckles.. I rolled my eyes.
Day Two. October 24th. We are off again, cold, calm and just right. Ed wanted to fish one of his flies, a copperhead crab. We got right to the creeks and boy was it happening. Birds diving over fish, shrimp popping and redfish feasting. “Ed look at that f***king group, hold on, alright hit ‘em in the head.” The fly was ate before it hit the water. Story book scenario, get it to the net and guess what? 30” on the nose. “Alright old man there’s your 30, ready to go home?” We laughed and moved on. We let them fish settle and looked for new ones. We had the same situation happen 2 more times, epic. One fish first refused then turned around and ate 10’ from the skiff. We had a Golden Horseshoe up our ass, well atleast Ed did. We made the victory lap home with two shit eating grins.
We got back to the dock loaded the boat, and conversed a little. Not going to lie I was a little sad he was leaving. I had a lot of fun with him. We said our see ya laters and Ed says “you know you are a good guide, but you didn’t get me a 40 incher” and laughs.
These moments live forever in my mind. The friendships gained in a skiff can be that of a lifetime.
-Johnny
Angler Stories: Jimmy
Luck doesn’t exist. Luck is the crossroads of preparation and opportunity. Let me tell you, Jimmy was prepared.
Back in January, I fielded a call from Jimmy. I can tell his passion for the game just from our conversation, I was eager to fish with him before he even booked. We booked and kept in touch all month before the trip. All I can do is pray for good weather in an unpredictable late winter. Fingers crossed.
Day One: February 21, rolled up to the dock and there was Jimmy, traveling light and ready to fish. We shook hands and pushed off, we had light conversation through the no wake zone. I could tell he was fired up, there was no where else in the world he wanted to be, I felt the same.
Pass Marker 42 and headed south east to the fishing grounds. The weather was pleasant but the wind was buzzing out of the south east, it was a grind of a day. We sight fished, dredged, cast, cast, cast.. Finally, we are tight, Jimmy is skilled, no trout set, good angle, he’s doing his job. Nice trout close to 20”. Quick picture and release, I’ll never forget his stoke. “Yes, yes I did it!” With an excited quiver in his voice. The rest of the day was slow, and headed back to town in less than desirable conditions. Heavy wind against tide, I knew I liked Jimmy when he enjoyed that rough ride like I did. There’s something about navigating in bad conditions that’s gets me going, it did for him too.
I had a hard time sleeping that night, we worked so hard for one fish. I felt unfulfilled and was worried Jimmy felt the same. I wanted Jimmy to get his redfish. Late winter is tough, I know that but needed success for arguably the hardest working angler to ever step on my bow on day two.
Day Two: February 23rd. Today is a banner weather day, relatively calm and pleasant. It feels good, mid day negative low tide. We are going to find them. Popped into a few creeks with no love. We backed out and talked out a game plan. Jimmy wanted to dredge sink tips, a man after my heart. Dredging is a grind but could be rewarded in a big way. 20 minutes in. Boom, tight. This fish is digging, I knew it was a redfish. Jimmy was hyped up on the reel and talked through the fight. Fish in the net and we celebrate. The weight is lifted off. But we wanted more. After numerous other spots, we came across a fisherman hung up on a bar. Tide was still falling so I asked Jimmy if he minded if I lend a hand to them. We got them loose and they were super grateful. Paying us with their last 2 Miller Lites. “Jimmy I earned you a few beers.” We both laughed.
Keep moving. Day is getting late, and it seems we had a 1000 casts between the last fish and now. We stop at a heavy oyster rake with a hard edge, work, work, work. Next thing I know, Jimmy is popping one in the face. “Holy Shit!” Right to the reel, this fish is big. We ran this fish down for over 13 minutes, this was not the right battle to pick with a 7wt. Here comes the fish, its boat side and well over 30”, dip the net, miss. My heart sank, but we were fine. Attempt 2, dip, she is ours! We bro hugged hard. This was huge. Talk about a hail Mary, sun going down, almost over and we connected with a fish of a lifetime. This is what brings us back, we did it. Jimmy’s passion for the game is one to admire and hope my fire stays that strong throughout my life, I know it will.
We started the skiff, headed toward town and each cracked one of those cold Miller Lites. What a day to be alive.
-Johnny
The Win
Winning. It’s what we all strive for whether it be as small as success in a new area or winning your first tournament. All of it boils down to dedication, effort, and a little bit of luck on your side.
Luck, the intersection of preparation and opportunity. Without either you cannot expect to be a winner, you’re not going to trip into a pot of gold. Your effort and time plays into your outcome. Take the extra time, over prepare, and be persistent, it pays off.
This summer was special for myself, this was my first opportunity to fish in a local tarpon tournament in my own skiff. I spent a copious amount of hours watching, finding, studying these fish throughout different tide cycles, currents and times of day all spring and summer. I really felt good about where to be and when lines in hit.
The night before I spoke with my anglers before the captain’s meeting about our plan. We toughed out the rain that night, loaded up on bait, kept them cool and fresh all night, and knocked that off the list for tournament day. When others were looking for bait we were planning on putting a tarpon in the air. We hit the bed early knowing how fast 4:30 am would come.
The alarm goes off and jump out of bed like a kid on Christmas. Suited up, checked my baits, and splashed the boat. Lines in was a 6:30 and we were making great time, no need to rush whatsoever. Where we were going I had these fish consistently showing up for the past week. It just felt right. We show up 6:15 drop trolling motor and immediately rollers in all direction, I couldn’t wait to drop a bait.
6:30. Lines in. Not ten minutes we are tight, 5 minutes in never saw the fish, and it was gone. Bummer. Re bait after 3 other bites at 7:24 am. We are tight this feels different, next thing, a silver fish is in the air. Myself at the helm, Jordan on the rod, and Michael videoing, it was like a symphony. We worked perfect harmony, and 11 minutes later we had an official release. Holy shit, that felt great. We never put another one to hand but neither did anyone else. We won the tournament, on time. I believe our preparation lead to our success, we showed up prepared to win.
This was one of the most rewarding days on the water of my life. Even though it was a small local tournament, I felt like we won the Gold Cup. Some weren’t thrilled the new guys won, but hey, everyone hates a winner. Especially, when luck is on your side. Stay humble, work hard.
-Johnny
Angler Stories: Ron
This is the start of a new thing, we are going to start telling the stories of our memorable trips. I think this will be fun and hell, these are the people that support me. They deserve the spotlight.
It was a sticky hot afternoon in August, when I picked up Ron at the McDonalds in Georgetown. We are headed south to chase tailing redfish, the 20 minute car ride was filled with conversation of which you think old friends would have. We spoke of life, family and of course fishing. As we pull down the street of a sleepy lowcountry town, I could see Ron’s eyes light up. Amazed at this little gem you can blink and pass on the highway.
We back the trailer down a boat ramp and push off. After a boat ride to nowhere, we are secluded from the world. Ron an avid birder is in absolute heaven. Bald eagles, green herons, oyster catchers, the whole spread. As the tide fills in, in the southern sky I notice darkness. The radar shows it holding the mainland, so Ron and I agree to hold tight. As the storm creeps in, it’s turning more and more east. Our direction.
Next thing I know, it’s blowing 40 kts. I stake the boat off in the marsh and we made our way up to the lighthouse. Thinking this was a bummer at first we started to explore. Taking solace in the threshold of the lighthouse, we took a step back in time, and saw life from the lighthouse keepers eye during a squall. Not a person in earshot but us. We walked some trails as the storm passed and although this wasn’t the plan, it was memorable.
As we make our way back to the skiff, the wind dies and a peek of sun shines through the clouds. I notice a flat close to the skiff has good water, so I pull a rod out from under the gunnel. I walk in front of Ron and a dozen steps in,I see it. A blue tail dancing on the flat, saying this fish was happy was an understatement. I look back at Ron, “You see it???” He nods and drops the 20 foot cast on the fish. All I see is a blow out all I can think is “Dammit, lined!” But I look back and Ron is tight. This fish must have ate it out of the sky. Unreal. Both oozing with excitement, I wrap my hand around a redfish tail, and hand it to Ron with a huge smile. “Here you go Ron, one cast one fish.” What a joy.
The boat ride back was pleasant and you would have never known the storm even past through. We laugh, we high fived, we made it happen. The best days do not always start with gold, sometimes you have to get knocked down to come out on top.
-Johnny
Homework
It’s coming up. Your day chasing your first saltwater species. You are probably watching YouTube videos, buying/tying flies, and fine tuning your gear. Trust me I know the stoke you have, I get it every time I hear my outboard fire up.
The truth to success on your first trip boils down to one thing. Showing the fish the fly. How do we show the fish the fly? Casting efficiently. This is where your homework comes in. Hear me out, you do not want your time on the water to be a casting lesson. 1. It’s expensive and 2. It’s frustrating for you and your guide. Believe me, we want you to put your hand on that fish as much as you do!
In my fishery, a consistent 40’ cast will for the most part get it done. Often, I ask these questions before my trips. What is your honest casting ability? What are you usually fishing for? And have you ever fished from a skiff? This helps me gauge what their norm is and give my suggestions. Rarely, do I believe suggestions are followed but listen to your guide he or she is not going to point you down the wrong path. Success out here takes teamwork.
Here are some tips to prep for your trip that will actually be worth your while.
Target practice - cast at a dinner plate, patch of dead grass, or your dog. Practice throwing at it, 3’ in front, 3’ behind, cover it up. Work out from 20’- 60’ it’s amazing how much 10-15 minutes will help you get more consistent and confident.
Stop false casting- like clockwork do I see the first two false casts look perfect then the presentation cast just falls apart. Try to get comfortable to limiting your delivery to 1 false cast. Pick up false cast, load rod and deliver. I once heard “confidence comes with less false casts.” It holds true. Every. Time.
Good Mechanics- an efficient cast is dictated by two abrupt stops on a consistent plane between the forward cast and back cast. The rod will do the work and your haul hand. Never throw your arm at the target keep it tight and connected. Put a sock under your armpit when practicing it should never fall out. Check out the video links I will put at the end.
Dump the trout set. Go to your bass pond, fish streamers and do everything in your power to keep the rod top down during the hook set. It’s going to hurt but do it. When you get an eat and you lift the rod it is not only heartbreaking for you it is for me too!
It sounds like a lot but all together it’s very simple. Make some time to practice, make your time out here count. We can get you there, the last 30’ is up to you.
Starting your cast- https://youtu.be/wljwui_gezo
How to double haul- https://youtu.be/D5tIbK6xcjI
Proud Soul
My earliest memories were not that toy I got from “Toys “R” Us” that one day or not having the “cool” new thing. They were the experiences that stood out, you can close your eyes and go right back to it. For me, it was the early mornings rolling through the inlet on my fathers boat, or getting my first fly casting lesson in the gym after basketball practice. The smells, sounds and visuals are all very vivid to me today. As a kid you may not appreciate it in the moment but looking back those experiences were everything.
Parenthood. What a roller coaster, if you have kids you understand. Being a parent in 2022, even harder. The world is controlled by devices and it’s easy to get your kids stuck to a device. Trust me, I’ve fell victim to it. It is more important than ever to give your kids memorable experiences. Whether it’s getting them involved in something you love or just pushing them outside and saying go play. I fear for the next generation with little personable attention given, stuck to a screen and not given any valuable memories to shape and mold them.
These experiences we provide our youth also mold us as adults. I’m my world, the water is the what I pass on to my girls. This past summer has been a special one, I was able to bring my oldest daughter into my world and pass on my passion. We’ve watched rolling tarpon, gators checking out our skiff, dolphins, stopped at the beach for a swim and ultimately caught fish. These moments cannot be replaced.
One of my most proud dad moments happened last week. After a cancelled charter, I asked Mia if she wanted to go fishing. She lit up in joy and said “YES!” After spending a small fortune at the store stocking up on zebra cakes and candy, we pushed this skiff off. With a bucket of mud minnows locked and loaded, we ran down the intracoastal. Not complaining once in 5 hours of fishing, I was impressed. Mia was baiting her hooks, learned to cast a spinning rod, and cracking jokes all afternoon. Later in the afternoon Mia took the reins into her own hands. Sitting in her bean bag, rod in one hand, snack in the other; we watched our cork start moving. “Wait, wait, wait, reel!” A few moments later a fish with a spot on its tail is next to the boat and in our net. She did it, her first fish all on her own. She was happy, but you should have seen daddy. I will never forget that moment, either will she.
On our ride home, I held her hand looked her in the eye and told her how proud I was of her. I said “Mia I know you don’t get it at this point in your life, but this is something we will always share. Not every parent and child get these moments. I love you so much and I cannot wait to do this again.” She hugged up tight to me, and I teared up. What a day, my soul was so proud.
-Johnny
It’s the Indian…
2022, $1000+ fly rods, $100k flats skiffs and more fads you can shake a stick at. All of these items have one thing in common, they will not make you a better angler unless YOU do your part. The boat won’t get you to the spot, the rod won’t cast itself and that $200 set of nippers, they won’t tie knots for you. Your investment of time and most importantly effort will do it. Time is irrelevant with out your best effort.
Time, a magical word. The definition of time cites “the indefinite continued progress of existence and events in the past, present, and future regarded as a whole.” This can be dissected in any fashion but in our world, it’s the line between greatness and mediocrity. Michael Jordan didn’t decide to pick up a basketball one day and wake up the next an overnight success. TIME and EFFORT went into his rise to greatness.
PAST. This is your experience, your failures, your success, hard times and good. The past is your knowledge gained thus far. Could be as simple as a more efficient way to launch your skiff by yourself or technical as knowing where the fish will be at an exact measure of the tide at a certain time. These efforts in time groom you. Flip Pallot said “time you can’t buy it back,” but you can cash it in and learn from it.
PRESENT. You are in the now, make it count. Soak in your surroundings, pop in that new creek, push yourself to earn some new knowledge. When you’re fishing, fish your fly, pay attention but have fun doing it. If you’re not having fun, hang it up. It’s a privilege to be here, don’t take anything personally. You miss a fish, so what. Ran up on a sand bar at 20kts. Oops. It’s part of it, put it in the PAST and learn from it. As long as your best effort was put forth it’s a win.
THE FUTURE. Keep those wheels turning, come up with some new ideas when you’re in that daydream I know so well. Before your hand leaves the dock, have a plan. Whether 10 mins in the future or an idea you have for next tarpon season. Keep it fresh! The drive to succeed in the future keeps us coming back, TIME and TIME again.
Circling back. It’s all on you, the WHOLE thing. No amount of money can get you there unless you put your TIME and EFFORT in. I challenge you to watch the movie “Tarpon” and report back to me that new rod will get you to the next level. These guys in the 70s were basically casting VHF antennas for tarpon, 3-4 pound sticks of fiberglass, and crushed it. They poled and poled (a way heavier boat than you’re poling by the way) until they figured it out. You have it in you, cast in the yard, tie knots in the dark, push that skiff to its limits. It’s going to pay off. Remember, it’s always the Indian, not the arrow.
-Johnny
An image from “Tarpon” 1973 movie
The New Guy
Everyone hates the new guy. Especially when you’re a new guide not born and bred in your fishery. I swear “Wicked Tuna” would have a run for its money if the inshore Guide drama was documented. So and so said this, this guy thinks this and so on. It’s pretty comical.
This was part of my apprehension getting into the game, worrying about stepping on peoples toes, and losing some relationships. But I realized, it doesn’t matter. There is always going to be animosity toward the new guy in any business, and if you want your destiny, no one’s going to make it happen if you don’t step up yourself.
I remember watching a “Gang Land” biker episode when a burly fella gets up and says something along the lines of “in my club we do not harass the new riders on the road, because we all kicked the kickstand up for the first time at some point.” That always hit home for me, everyone starts somewhere, even the best in the show.
Although, in my rookie season, this venture didn’t start yesterday, a year, or even 10 years ago. This started my first days on the water, I was calling people idiots for being on the wrong side of the channel when I was 5 I’m sure. I guess it’s the natural born Jersey in me. All kidding aside, all of the knowledge taught by my father, mentors, or even the old timers in my fishing club that would make me do coffee runs at 2 am waiting on a tide change, have seasoned me to do the right things on the water.
My first trips I was keen looking for the veterans to not get in their way, throw them wave when I ran by them, and not being a spot stalker. I still try to take that approach as I will forever until I’m the veteran.
I believe there is two ways to approach being the new guy that will make or break you. First, you respectfully tread into the game, reach out to others that have been around, introduce yourself, and pay your respect. This may not get you anywhere at first but it’s a start. Cut your own path, forget what the other guys are doing even if you fail for a long time. You will catch your break, trust me I’m good at tripping over my own feet but at some point it pays off.
The second way, you come in with a chip on your shoulder with something to prove. The guys around you are just bumps in the road and you will be damned if you pay your competitors any respect. Yea you can bust it loose and end up filling your book but no one around town will ever throw you a bone.
I choose method one. I put a lot of time in on the water but do my homework off. I listen to guys like Stu Apte, Flip, Rob Fordyce, Steve Huff etc and how it was done in their time. I like the old school way of doing things. I believe no one owes me a dime, I need to earn it and earn it the correct way.
My road is long and bright. Everyday is a new challenge and learning curve. I’ve made tons of friends in my first Guide season that I’ll keep for life. One of the veterans, even reached out the other night and gave me some advice and had a great conversation with me. What a great feeling. I must be on the right track.
I’ll end it in his words. “There is no finish line, goal is to continually improve the process. We all have a long road to go.”
-Johnny
Dad and I with a few nice stripers. Circa 1998
Full Circle
The good times and bad always end here.
I’ve never been a traditional soul. Growing up no friend circles, not worried about others opinions, and definitely not following the trends. This mostly holds true today.
I grew up with the water under my feet and when it wasn’t I envied those who did. My earliest memories watching scallopers leaving Manasquan Inlet and my wish to be with them. My mother was less than thrilled my dream was to be a commercial fisherman when others dreamed of being doctors and astronauts at age 5-7. Not me.
As I grew so did my love for the water whether it be surfing or fishing. It’s always been my refuge from the real world. I knew it was my destiny in life to make something of it.
It was 6 years after my captains license was issued until I put it to use. Stomach in knots the night before the first charter, no sleep, overall scared. Calmed myself down, off to sleep. 4:30 am comes fast, boats loaded, coffee in hand and I’m off. My clients, a group of good ol’ boys, off the bat take my tension away. Redfish, black drum, flounder all over the gunnel. What a relief. Back to the dock with smiles on faces. This is for me, I did it.
Still holding my rookie card, the days on the poling tower are my best. The people you meet, coaching through a tough miss, the jokes and the conversations about life. All this, many times with someone you have not known for more than a few hours, but somehow it’s like you’ve been friends for an eternity. These memories never go by the wayside.
The fire I had at five is still here and stronger at 30. I do not know where I would be if I wasn’t given my gateway to the water as a child. The good times and bad always end here.
-Johnny
Lowcountry Christmas
The dog days are over. The morning air is crisp, the marsh is coming alive….
The dog days are over. The morning air is crisp, and the marsh is coming alive. The time of the year we all dream about, fisherman and hunters alike. Every thing magical happens in the Fall.
We push the boat off, its 6:30 am and a slight chill gives you goosebumps. You know it is on, the full moon from the night before still high in the sky, the tide is rising, and the race to the flats begins. We show up early, water slowly floods the short grass, the fish push their way on, so skinny you swear their eyes are dry. We work our way up, get a shot, lined… Fish is gone, shake it off keep moving.
Eyes up, 40 yds, 10 o’clock, the shimmer of a blue tail reflecting in the morning sun. It just feels right, we pole 70’, 50’, 30’. She’s happy, only worried about what is in front of her nose. Take your time, breathe, pick your shot, its quiet as the fly unfolds in the zone. She’s on a string. Bump, Bump, Bump, get tight! Like a weed wacker across the flat, bring her home, hand around the tail, she’s ours. We decompress. Release, lets find another.
Fall, its Christmas time in the Low Country.