Fishin' with Dave started as a way of sharing the various fishing adventures with my friends. Although I could fish everyday it is not as practical as it sounds and often add my other experiences. Enjoy the blog and feel free to comment with your fishing stories or other adventures. Who knows, you might be the next post!
Thursday, December 15, 2016
Naples, A Warm and Distant Memory
Matt's Huge Kingfish
Well, the cold weather finally arrived with the temperature dropping to -10F this morning. That's 96 degrees colder than when I left Florida a week and a half ago. A definite change, at least we are making significant ice for ice fishing. My friends have been to Red Lake already however they really haven't done very well on the walleyes, I suspect after Christmas things will improve. My friend Mark Applen was there last week and although he walked out, he said the water was pretty dingy, a result from the winds stirring up the water just before the lake froze over. So last weeks post was part 1 and this week gives me an opportunity to show off the nice Kingfish that my friend Matt Davis landed. While we were on the boat out fishing the first mate, Bob saw this big Kingfish swim by in the water. I don't know, nobody else saw it and I suspect because we were all concentrating on fishing. He grabbed on of the spinning outfit, grabbed a large greenback out of the baitwell and casted it in the general direction of where he seen the fish. On his 3rd try the fish hit his bait and the fight was on. As you see in the picture this fish is designed to be a fast swimmer and on the first run it almost spooled the line on the reel. He was able to make up some ground then gave the rod to Matt for some fun. A Kingfish is short for a King Mackerel, and normally they are usually caught near shore and are a lot smaller than this one. I knew exactly what Matt was going through as I had just landed the 200# goliath grouper 15 minutes earlier and the battle was on! It was pretty amazing to watch this fish take off on some pretty massive runs and Matt could do little but hang on. While my battle was more of a bull fight, Matt had his hands full. After about 20 minutes the first mate got a gaff in its side and we pulled it aboard. This was a huge kingfish, the largest ever caught in the boat at almost 56 inches and pushing 40 pounds. They are OK to eat so we kept him however it would not fit in the cooler without cutting it's tail off. That was 2 giant fish in one trip, that was pretty special as wewe considered these bigger fish simply a bonus to a pretty good charter. I wish that I would have thought to take a video of his catch but too late for that!
One of the interesting thing was when we entered the inland channel to back to the docks a pelican landed on the stern of the boat, looking for a cheap and easy meal. Apparently the first mate might have known this guy because he immediately opened the cooler to get some frozen bait fish to feed him. He stayed for some time before he had enough free food and flew away. These pelicans are all over the place and are very opportunistic. There must have been 20 or so by the cleaning table on the dock waiting to scoop up the fish guts and whatever else was left over from the fillet table. We even had 2 of them land on the dock and walk right up to us and tap our legs with their long beak. Obviously they didn't seem to mind hanging with us as long as there was a free lunch involved. We
Glen Collins, myself, Bill Hardt, and Matt Davis with our larger fish.
finally got all of our fish cleaned which included Gag Grouper, Red Grouper, Mangrove Snapper, Lane Snapper, and a big Kingfish. I suspect we had at least 25 pounds of fillets so we dropped off about 15 of it to the restaurant by the docks to be cooked for our dinner that night. I can tell you that fresh grouper is pretty good blackened and broiled. We had some of the kingfish broiled and the smaller fillets of the Lane and Mangrove snapper we had them deep fry it. All of the fish was delicious however I liked the grouper the best. Luckily I had about 6 pounds of fillets to bring home, which I did quite successfully and will be enjoying my catch for a while anyway. My friend Bill Hardt has a place north of Naples that we visited prior to flying home and at the club where he lives we had a fish called a tripletail. We ordered the tripletail sandwich without the bun and they gave us a whole fillet broiled, it was excellent. I would like to try and get a few of them next time, it was interesting as when the boat came in the first mate saw a few of his friends in a small skiff, and they held up 4 nice tripletails, I guess that was the first time I had ever heard of them. Maybe when we head to Tampa in March for our annual APEC conference I can talk these guys into going back for another trip on the Sea Legs as we have done this before on past APEC conferences, both in Ft. Worth, Texas and a few years back, Charlotte, NC. We'll see!
The latest reports have the ice at about 9 - 11 inches on Red Lake and I know they are pulling houses out with ATV's however my house is probably too heave for that. The plan might be to go up with my friend Mark on Saturday however the high for Red Lake is only supposed to be -6F and the low that night is -23F, dang cold if you ask me. I might go just to ride with Mark and come home on Sunday with Russ. I really wanted to pull my house up there on Friday however we are forecasted to get up to 10 inches of snow at home before going into a deep freeze, so I may have to wait until after Christmas to get up there. You know what they say, all good things come to those who wait! At least after Christmas one should be able to pull out the house with the truck.
I grew up in a small town in Wisconsin called Eleva. When I was young I could not wait for the ground to thaw and with my best friend Kevin, start digging worms and fish for the suckers. We couldn't wait to get down to Wilburs, north of Alma and rent a row boat to fish northerns in the spring. Today I fish mainly Mille Lacs Lake, the Mississippi River behind the house, Leech Lake for Opener, and lately spend a lot of time at Lac Seul, Canada. With my wheel house I usually spend 4 weekends in December/January on Upper Red Lake, 5 hours north of home. I have a fishing bucket list which most are saltwater destinations like Panama or Costa Rica. I was a tiller guy for 40 years with my last boat a Ranger 620T with a 115 Suzuki on the back from Frankie's Live Bait and Marine. In the spring of 2015 I switched to my first wheel boat as I am not getting any younger. Today I run a 2015 model year Ranger 620FS with an Evinrude E-tec G2 250 HO. It's been interesting transition for sure. My greatest fear in life..............When I am dead and gone my wife will sell my fishing gear for what I told her I paid for it!
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