One of the best young fisherman in the South Indian River Lagoon is John Wayne of Moon light Charters; (call John Wayne at 772-209-2391 or visit him on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/pages/Moon-light-Charters/888305327866622?ref=br_rs). John whose middle name is Wayne became named after "the Duke" at an early age.
The Duke is not Shakespeare but he did say “Courage is being scared to death, but saddling up anyway.” And Shakespeare must have been a fine snook fisherman to have fishing rods and reels named after him.
John grew up here and learned to fish from local fishing legend Squeaky Kelly. John was kind enough to take me out this morning and show me some spots to wade. And although we didn't have much luck (I didn't have a bite) I learned something and sometimes that's more important than catching a fish (John did catch a nice almost slot size snook).
John specializes in Kayak fishing so if you want to try it or just want to catch fish from a kayak- give John a call.
Fishing Report 5-26-15 Walton Scrub. Low tide 9:45am. Water muddy. Very windy, 25mph, from Southeast. I thought I'd try my luck at Walton, since it was on the way home, after learning about some spots on the East side.
The wind was crazy and it was almost not worth fishing. There were 2 foot+ waves and breakers. The water was churned up and dingy. The only way you could fish was casting in the wind- with very little distance. I went deep and fished past the sandbar in the wind. I started further North so I could work my spot on the 2nd weedbed. When I got there - some fish were there, just like the last few days. I missed my first bite but on the next cast caught a trout, a small slot around 15" and I got a photo but not a good photo.
A couple casts later I caught a 12" and without moving caught the nicest trout I'd hooked in a while-- easily 20". This fish leaped completely out of the water, usually they just shake their heads and come skiing in on top. I wanted a pic and immediately started taking off my knapsack while playing the fish. Meanwhile the trout went by me towards the shallow water and pulled a little drag. I got the camera out and took a shot- missed the fish completely (haha!!). I took another shot but the trout went down and away- missed it. Then when it jumped- I took another shot with my camera I missed it again- this time when the fish jumped, it came unhooked. What would Shakespeare say???!!!
I turned back around. "Where was my spot?" I thought. I had moved some 10 yards South towards the sandbar. I went back out and cast- nothing; 5 more casts- nothing. I moved South- nothing. Decided to keep going South and some nasty clouds started moving in- they were coming right at me. I could see some rain behind them.
I was tired, didn't want to fight the wind- or get soaked. I headed back in and made a couple half-hearted casts shallow. I had just fished for 45 minutes and never made it to my best spot.
Totals: 3 trout with one nice 20+.
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