My fishing statement
To try to insure that fishing stays in the hearts that love it and to help the ones that are going too!!
Flounder season has arrived
The flounder bite has been getting better and better. The best baits are going to be the live stuff such as shrimp, mud minnows, and finger mullet. There is a rule of thumb to live by when targeting flounder where you catch one there are bound to be many others.
Tips that you can use:
When trying to catch a fish that sees like a rabbit, is as cunning as a fox, and strikes like a cobra, there are a few things that you need to consider.
It’s my suggestion to fish an incoming tide stage. The reason being is that the water usually is clearer at this tide stage. The flounder is a sight feeder so the clearer the water the better. When the tide is slack, flounder go into the moving mode not so much to feed, but to make sure that they get enough needed oxygen. My suggestion is to get situated while the tide is completely low and be ready when the tide starts to flood. After all, the flounder is doing the same thing, moving and getting ready to set up to feed as soon as the tide goes into the flood mode.
Shark Bite Report
With the water temperature in the mid seventies and over, sharks have to swim, prompting an unbelievable eating pattern. On this particular day we caught 10 sharks, which we released after getting their picture. There is something that all fishermen need know when it to comes to handling a shark, “they are strong and their strength will sometime shock you”. So therefore when handling any size shark please be careful, because they can deliver a very nasty bite. If nothing else just with a flip of a tail a couple of layers of skin will be gone. However, bites and shark sanding on your skin offers up one heck of a fish catching story. Believe me I have plenty of scars to prove it!
2012 black sea bass season is open
Now this is what you might call a soon to be big mess of black fish filets. The best news that I can tell you is this and I don’t eat fish a lot, but if I do it most likely will be some fresh fried black sea bass. And on top I would pour Georgia cane syrup.
The black sea bass season is officially open and believe me there are plenty of these tasty fish to catch. Best places to fish are artificial reefs and Savannah Snapper banks…best baits are anything from cut squid to cut fish to artificial plastics, please always check regulations before heading out to do any sort of fishing…
Savannah Snapper Banks
A place to catch a little of everything!
This is a great area to get a chance to catch a little of everything. For those that want to bottom fish only, there are all kinds of catching possibilities. When it comes to this area and due to the fact that there is a lot of scattered live bottom, drift fishing just plain works.
Gulf Stream Report
Wahoo also known as “tail cutter!”
This is the head of a nice size Wahoo, which from its opened mouth spread it can eat pretty big bait without any problem. The nickname for this fish is “Tail Cutter.” The reason being is that it’s capable of running through different size baits from small to large while removing the tail section only. This is one smart fish, because as all fishermen know, the tail section is the smallest part of the fish. With the tails sliced off the bait while still being alive it tries to swim, which is just about when the Wahoo makes a quick 180 degrees turn back to the strike zone also sometimes referred to the eating zone.
Bona-Fide Wahoo Bite Delivered!
How do you know if it’s a bona-fide Wahoo bite? What does it mean to us fishermen?
Well, the best thing I can tell you is this is a fish that makes initially one hard hit, which is usually when its sharp teeth cut the tail completely off. Under normal circumstances a fish can’t swim at least too much with its tail cut off. So if the bait you are pulling has had it tail removed I suggest free spooling it back as soon as possible. And not only do I suggest dropping the bait that was hit, but also all other baits too! This is called prospect fishing at its finest!
Please meet Nikki and her husband Matt…A catching story that needs to be told…
What does that mean?
Please meet Nikki and her husband Matt Ivie. He is holding Nikki's first fish caught.
Nikki and her husband Matt Ivie, along with his brother Clay, decided to do a little fishing at Lake Seed. It was Nikki’s first time for going fishing and she was excited about the prospect of hooking a big one. For bait Nikki was using a Green Pumpkin trick worm, which the bass gladly hit and the rest is catching history.
However, I must fill you in on some of the details, which I find interesting since I am around those that fish every day. First, when the bass was trying to eat Nikki’s bait, it appeared to her that she might be hung on the bottom. Matt, screamed “Nikki, set the hook,” and Nikki screamed back, “what does that mean?” After making that comment Nikki kind of threw the rod over to her husband, which must have subsequently set the hook! After “fish on” point was made clear Nikki was handed the rod back and she reeled the fish in.
Believe me, now that I think about this and since Nikki brought it up, “this is oh so true!” More people don’t than do know what “set the hook” means. The reason I know this is because when I am screaming set the hook quite often the fishermen holding the rod will ask that same exact simple question as did Nikki, “what does that mean?”
After Matt removed the fish off the hook for Nikki he said, “It’s customary to kiss your first fish!” And Nikki said, “Please just put it right back into the water, because that will be no first fish kissing today!” And now you know the rest of the story!
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Little Miss Judy’s Believe It or Not!
Summer camp 1958
Little Captain Judy and her dog Skippy!
The summer of 1958!
During our childhood I guess we all went to some type of summer camp at least once. I fall under the category of “at least once.” My father thought he was doing the right thing, but upon arrival I wasn’t so sure. After a long thought process my father decided to send me to a two-week summer camp. As well as I remember it wasn’t too far out of town. In fact, if memory serves me, which it does sometimes; it was located on the west side of town. At this time, when most roads weren’t triple lane much less paved, traveling from Wilmington Island to the west side of Savannah took about 1-½ hours. As we rode my father told me how wonderful he thought this experience would be for me. At this point, I wasn’t sure, but I still listened as daddy talked about all of the wonderful things that I was going to be doing. At this point I am not sure who he was trying to convince the most..
Upon arrival, we unloaded, checked in, and then it was time for daddy to leave. I wasn’t sure about this part because I didn’t know if I even wanted to stay. After a few tears shared from both of us it was decided that I would at least give it a try.
I believe the name of the camp was “Union Mission”. There were lots of cabins. The camp was split into two sections, one for the girls and one for the boys. All cabins had adults staying in each one. After all, I was about seven years old and that wasn’t such a bad idea. The cabins were lined with bunk beds. There must have been 10 bunk beds to each cabin. As normal we all fought for the top bunk.
After getting settled in it was about lunchtime so all-camp attendee’s met at the big building in the middle area, which was the cafeteria/meeting hall. I was a little hungry because crying and unpacking did take a lot out of you. As we were eating a big tall person came in and started telling us about all of the things that we were going to get to do. There was swimming, canoeing, fishing, horseback riding, and boat rides. The only thing that really interested me was horseback riding. My father would never buy me a pony, even though we had a place to keep it. He always said, “You might end up on the highway and get run over.” I never believed that for once, there just wasn’t that much traffic on Wilmington Island. At any rate I never got that pony!
It seemed like a great place if you like this sort of thing. Everyone seemed to be happy with the possible up coming events. After one night and thinking about it I made my decision. I took all of my clothes and threw them in the dumpster. I knew it wouldn’t be long before I would be seeing daddy again, which did happen quicker than I thought.
The bottom line when it came to camp was a simple one. We lived on a creek and I could go swimming when I wanted to. I had my own boat in which I could go riding when I wanted to. Fishing was optional. I could go with daddy to the ocean or just fish in the creek. As I looked at it, camp only had one thing to offer that I didn’t already get to do on a regular basis, which was horseback riding. After weighing all of the facts horseback riding just wasn’t all that great after all!
On the way home we didn’t talk about the missing clothes. I just remember talking a mile a minute. I was so happy to see my father and to be going home. Somehow now that I think about it all involved knew that I just wasn’t cut out for any sort of camp. By the way, I am stilling living in the same place that I was when I was seven. I still don’t want to go to camp or have a pony, but I still can go fishing when I want. Now that I think about it absolutely nothing has changed.
Thanks for reading! Captain Judy
CAPTAIN JUDY HELMEY
“Kicking Fish Tail Since 1956”
SAVANNAH, GEORGIA 31410
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