As you might imagine, I really haven't found much time to get out and go fishing yet since I landed in Florida. Work to go to, boxes to unpack, errands to run, St. Augustine grass to mow, oh, and of course rain...all that fun stuff has kept me pretty much off the water.
That said, I guess it was last Thursday...so a week ago, I thought I'd go out and explore one of the larger (reclaimed water) ponds in and around our community after work.
Oh, and since it wasn't really that far from my house, I *gasp* even broke out my 10 year old
lead-weight P.O.S. mountain bike (that I've probably rode a dozen times total) and biked oh, all of 10 or 15 minutes to the spot. Yea for physical fitness!
|Mongoose...much cooler in BMX flavor|
When I got there, the fishing was really slow to start. The water was much shallower than I thought and I wasn't really seeing many signs of life. But then the sun started to go down...and then the fish got active....
Bluegill, bass, bluegill, bass, bluegill...it went on like that for about 20 or 30 minutes, every other cast, until the mosquitoes figured out I was there, after I had sweated off the bug spray that had been protecting me to that point.
It was all downhill from there, and not liking "insect kisses," extremely prudent to pack it in and pedal my butt back to safety.
Those freakin' mosquitoes can bite me... Well...maybe that's the wrong insult to send their way...but you know what I mean...