Vol 6 No. 19 - February 01, 2006
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Fishing friends
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By Rusty Chinnis
SUN STAFF WRITER
Fishing has been a part of my life since I was five
years old, when my father took me for my first excursion
off the coast of North Carolina. His job with the
railroad caused the family to relocate several times,
as he climbed the corporate ladder. With each move,
I formed relationships with others who enjoyed the
outdoors in general, and fishing in particular.
Twenty six years ago, I settled on the west coast
of Florida and established a home of my own. The
ensuing years have been particularly rich with friends,
associates and experiences that have in many ways
defined my life.
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Captain Scott Moore holds up a nice-sized snook.
SUN PHOTO/RUSTY CHINNIS
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Soon after arriving on Longboat Key, I was fortunate
to be introduced to Captain Scott Moore. Our association
began with chartered fishing trips initiated by Bobby
Lee, a Longboat Key resident. Over the years, I was blessed
to share time on the water with Lee, Moore and their two
sons Robert and Justin. This was a time rich with sun
drenched days on the water pursing tarpon, snook, trout
and redfish in Terra Ceia Bay, Charlotte Harbor, Pine
Island Sound and Sarasota Bay. Over time, I developed
a friendship with Moore, as he built his business and
reputation as one of Floridas top guides. While
he enjoyed the riches of the local waters, Moore was concerned
about the health of the local fishery. It was conversations
with Moore that led to my interest in conservation, and
spurred us to form the Manatee Chapter of the Florida
Conservation Association.
When I received a call from Moore a couple of weeks ago
to fish Charlotte Harbor, I hurriedly rearranged a few
appointments to clear the day. I suggested that we take
my flats boat, since I wanted to get some target practice
with my fly rod for an upcoming trip to Belize. While
Moore has made his reputation catching snook, trout, redfish
and tarpon with live shiners, he is equally proficient
at putting artificial spin anglers and fly fishers on
fish. We meet for breakfast in Placida at 8:30 and launched
the boat at the Placida ramp about 9:30 that morning.
Moore had encountered a school of large redfish a few
days before in Bull Bay, and we headed south to find them.
The day turned out to be a warm and sunny day, rare in
a winter that has seen more than its share of wind and
clouds.
When we arrived in Bull Bay, I caught a nice trout on
my first cast. I had several other hits before we blew
several large reds off the deep edges of the flat where
they had relocated. They had taken up residence in water
that was too deep for sight fishing, so we headed farther
into the bay.
Our second stop was on a long, shallow, mangrove edge,
where we encountered several large snook, big sea trout,
and a number of reds. Although I made some good, long
presentations, the fish seemed too spooky to approach
with the fly. Trading places with Moore, I poled back
across the area and he hooked a redfish on a top water
plug almost immediately. Switching to a jig, he landed
a nice trout and had several other strikes before insisting
that I once again take the bow. We changed places near
a point far in the backcountry, and within minutes I was
making casts to schools of snook that showed no interest
whatsoever in my fly. It was a bit frustrating, but still
supplied me with a considerable amount of target practice.
The pattern repeated itself throughout the day. Time and
time again, Moore took me to fish that turned their noses
up at my flies. At one stop, between two small islands,
I made dozens of casts to some of the largest snook I
had ever seen. While the outcome was the same as before,
it was exciting to see fish pushing thirty pounds inspect
my presentations.
It seemed that each time I gave the bow to Moore, he was
able to land snook, redfish and trout with just a few
casts, but I never gave up on the fly. At the last stop
of the day, the fish finally started taking notice and
I had two nice reds make a pass at my fly, in each case
missing the hook. While the action was slow for me that
day, it didnt lessen my enjoyment of time on the
water with a good friend, and Moore gave me what I had
asked for, plenty of targets. I look forward to time on
the water with friends like Scott Moore. Its a big
part of what has always defined my life. To book a charter
with Moore, call him at 778-3005.
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