Aliens in Islamorada

Large wandering eyes, big silver bodies, sickle cells on their backs, an uncanny sense of pissing off anglers world wide… Aliens, Professors, Jacks with PH.Ds, A-holes, or whatever nick name is given to the Permit, it is still one of the toughest most prized species to catch on the shallow flats.  Very few things get the blood pumping like a tailing permit.  I am not talking about a permit finned out on the surface, cruising down an edge, or sitting on top of the water over a wreck… I’m talking about water less then 2ft deep and a big sickle and fork in the air while the A-hole is rooting in the sand or grass making a storm of a mud, slapping the surface of the water in it’s quest to dig up whatever crustacean it’s large eyes have picked up.

I called Sam up earlier in the week and asked him to meet me in Islamorada this past Saturday for some permit fishing.  For as long as I’ve known and worked with Sam on Saltyshores, this was the first time I took him fishing.  The morning came and I passed by Don’s Bait and Tackle in the morning to pick up the permit food (half dollar size crabs) and was off to meet with Sam.  We hit the water at sunrise and 20 minutes into hitting the water, we were staring down our first tailing permit.  Sam served him a crab and we had our first permit of the day… a respectable 15lb fish.  I had Sam pole me down the flat and I had close to a dozen shots at tailing permit on fly but could not capitalize… frustrated, I gave Sam the bow and a live crab again and told him we were going to move to another flat to throw at bigger fish.  On the next flat, we stared down the tail of a HUGE permit as it was moving down the flat, tailing up a storm digging for crabs…moments later we connected.  As we fought this fish, it took a while to dawn on us that this was a really big fish.  30 minutes later, we photographed the slob…it was well over 30lbs.  To this date, that is the biggest permit caught on my boat.  This was certainly a stellar morning of permit fishing…

Permite #1... small feesh
Permite #1... small feesh
permit #2... the slob
permit #2... the slob

We were joined up later by my buddy Henry and proceeded to do look for some bonefish and try to get my buddy his first on fly.  We had about a dozen or so shots towards the end of the day but couldn’t connect.  The fish were acting a bit strange so we left and rode home watching the sun set.

Dinner
Dinner

Good fishing isn’t over yet… stay tuned for more fish porn…

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