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Stumbled upon this video posted on Moldy Chum. Take a few minutes to check it out, if you give at least half a shit about inshore fishing in Florida, its well worth your time.

"Science and the pinnacle of big-game fishing come together in this film, which features some of the only known video ever captured in the wild of one of the world’s most endangered fish, the largest fish in Florida’s inshore waters and the first marine fish protected by the Endangered Species Act - the smalltooth sawfish."

Tumblr is evidently fucking up and not showing Vimeo videos. Go here if it’s not working on your end… http://vimeo.com/m/45092187
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stokesurfboards:

Caught  locally at a bodyboarding, skimming spot popular with tourists. Don’t have the photo credit, no disrespect intended.

stokesurfboards:

Caught  locally at a bodyboarding, skimming spot popular with tourists. Don’t have the photo credit, no disrespect intended.

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stokesurfboards:

Graphic from last Spring. Minor Threat, Black Flag, Ian MacKaye, and Henry Rollins.

MY WAR SIDE 2!!!

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rodandbarrel:

I fished this past Sunday afternoon in the legendary Holylands of the deep everglades. The bass fishing here is exceptional and my last visit six weeks ago resulted in 150-fish landed in about 5-hours of fishing. (For the record - I don’t count missed strikes or fish that released themselves). Anyway, I caught this nice sow its belly presumably full of row. It slammed a watermelon colored Gambler Super Stud right off the surface in a cannon ball strike that startled me more than anything. Our bass here in South Florida spawn anytime now in late January and early February. Prior to spawn they feed pretty aggressively in the month of December. Some of the  biggest bass of the year are caught during the spawn. Ethical or not anglers do well targeting spawning beds with a 10-inch worm. As the worm is cast past and then reeled into the bed the bass assumes it is a snake attempting to eat its eggs and will attack it. My largest bass, an 11-pounder was caught this way early one March in the center of the State of Florida applying this very techniquw. I don’t have a photo to share of that fish because I was wading in waste deep water and had no camera with me. That day I caught 8-trophy fish the smallest at six-pounds, 2-seven pounders, 2-nines, a ten and the eleven. What bucket mouth the 11-pounder was. I had hooked it right at the back of it’s throat and it took all of my hand to reach in it mouth to work the hook out and all the while my wrist never touched its lips.
Photo by Jody Moore - all rights reserved

rodandbarrel:

I fished this past Sunday afternoon in the legendary Holylands of the deep everglades. The bass fishing here is exceptional and my last visit six weeks ago resulted in 150-fish landed in about 5-hours of fishing. (For the record - I don’t count missed strikes or fish that released themselves). Anyway, I caught this nice sow its belly presumably full of row. It slammed a watermelon colored Gambler Super Stud right off the surface in a cannon ball strike that startled me more than anything. Our bass here in South Florida spawn anytime now in late January and early February. Prior to spawn they feed pretty aggressively in the month of December. Some of the  biggest bass of the year are caught during the spawn. Ethical or not anglers do well targeting spawning beds with a 10-inch worm. As the worm is cast past and then reeled into the bed the bass assumes it is a snake attempting to eat its eggs and will attack it. My largest bass, an 11-pounder was caught this way early one March in the center of the State of Florida applying this very techniquw. I don’t have a photo to share of that fish because I was wading in waste deep water and had no camera with me. That day I caught 8-trophy fish the smallest at six-pounds, 2-seven pounders, 2-nines, a ten and the eleven. What bucket mouth the 11-pounder was. I had hooked it right at the back of it’s throat and it took all of my hand to reach in it mouth to work the hook out and all the while my wrist never touched its lips.

Photo by Jody Moore - all rights reserved

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Last weekend Mr. Caprio and I had a Broward County freshwater expedition. We started out mid morning searching for bait in the creeks behind a Burger King. That led us from a lock or two in Ft. Lauderdale all the way to the end of town to the edge of the mighty Everglades. The goal of the day was Peacock Bass. But after numerous spot checks, a bucket full of shiners, a few Largemouth Bass, and the best Jamaican Patties in the US it was starting to look like a bust of a day. But a quick check at a bridge on 441 found us a couple hours of pure Peacock bliss. We ended up having a blast and one lucky Jamaican family ate well that night.

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mrskunkbag:

Titusville sunrise.

mrskunkbag:

Titusville sunrise.

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