SCOF Summer 2016 “Blood Oath” Issue is Live

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Here we are again folks. The SCOF Summer 2016 “Blood Oath” Issue is live and like all blood oaths, not to be taken lightly. This time around we’re celebrating the release of the new issue by giving one lucky winner a free pair of Costa Del Mar sunglasses of the winners choosing. Go over to our Facebook page and like, comment, and share to enter to win. We’ll pick the winner next Monday. Until then please feel free to peruse the fruits of our summer bounty.

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SCOF Summer Mystery Movie Series: TONIGHT

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Come one, come all…The SCOF Summer Mystery Movie Series (SSMMS for short) is upon us once again. Food will be provided by Farm To Fender food truck, drinks by the Cascade Lounge, a pair of Costas of your choosing to be raffled off provided by Costa, and some pisctorial film noir provided by your friendly neighborhood SCOF. Show will start around 8:45 but the loitering will get going around 6:00. See you tonight….

XOXOXXXXXXOOOOX,
Dave

The Great Re-Lining: Part Deux

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Sooooooo, we left off last time right about here The Great Re-Lining. This time I thought it might be good to get into the nuts and bolts of spooling your own reels. Notice I said spool your own, that is in direct contrast to letting whatever shop monkey happens to be working that day do it. I’m not trying to be mean, as I was formerly said shop monkey, but you wouldn’t let a stranger give you an enema so why would you let one spool your reel. Bad knots, reels spooled backwards, and sloppy line distribution plague many shop spooled reels, the numbers climb exponentially when you take into account big box spooled reels. So here’s how I spool, because mama didn’t raise no fool.

Backing

For trout, panfish, both small jaw and large jaw bass, amongst many other smaller fair I use 20lb dacron. For your apex predators , and for those fish that really pull (tarpon, bonefish, big striper, etc..) I prefer a 30lb in a gel spun if at all possible. Don’t trust manufacturers recommendations on backing capacities. I have a sneaky suspicion both the backing companies and the reel companies have been conspiring together (much like a cabal) with the sole purpose of driving me bat shit crazy by having to either re-spool backing or cut a bunch out based on their ridiculous “manufacturer” recommendations. My general rule of pinkies is leave about one pinky width of space on the spool for line. If you have gigantic pinkies adjust accordingly. Go ahead and attach you backing with an arbor knot. Click here to see it animated…like a cartoon…about a knot.

Backing To Line

There’s a million ways to skin a cat and then serve it as a rabbit. Nail knots are fine, but a pain in the ass. I really prefer a loop to loop connection here for the ease of switching lines. The only acceptable way to put a loop into backing is the Bimini twist or the fabled double Bimini. Yes, on your lower line weight reels this is killing a fly with a cruise missile, but once you learn to do the twist with the ease of Fats Domino why do anything else. I move up to the double Bimini when I go up to my big game gear because I dig redundancy.

Click here for the Bimini and here for the Double.

Now  to the line. Most manufacturers have started putting loops on both ends of the line direct from the factory. I never used to trust these loops as I have seen them explode at the worst moments all too often. These days I tolerate them on my lower line weight reels as a byproduct of my laziness. In general though I am a big fan of whipping my own loops. Whipping loops also comes in handy when there’s not a loop on either end of the line to. Check out this Gink and Gasoline post on proper loop whipping technique and whip it good.

A Note On Winding It All Up

I found a shop spooling machine on ebay for a very reasonable price and it is choice. Short of that, put a nail in a wall, put the spool of line or backing on that nail and go to town. In a pinch a buddy holding the line spool with a pencil through the hole will achieve the same result.

So now you know, and knowing is half the battle. Look out for the next and final installment: Line Selection

The Great Re-Lining

After 20 plus years fly fishing I have accumulated some tackle. By some tackle, I mean a whole room full. Over the years I have bought rods and reels at full retail, guide discount, and magazine editor discount. I highly recommend the magazine editor discount.At this point in my life I fish o a lot of different species, in a lot of different situations. My dream is to have a rod, reel, and line ready to go, with no re-rigging needed. I’ve finally got the rod and reel end covered, so the last piece of the puzzle will be line.

Fly lines are the most important least understood part of a fly fishing setup. You can spend $1500 on the highest end nano carbon rod and anodized reel with an arbor size more reminiscent of Flavor Flav than Lee Wulff, but if you put a dog of a line on it, it’s gonna cast like what comes out the back of said dog. Some rods want a line a size up, just like some redfish pop up and require a quick short loading line. Rods only work the way you want them to when the right line for the right situation is running through the eyes.

With a lot of help from our friends at Scientific Anglers (fine purveyors of fly fishing lines and other piscatorial oddities), I am now attempting to put together my ultimate species specific, situationally astute, Southern fly fishing quiver. I figured my journey to tackle nirvana might make for interesting fodder on the topic of rod and line selection for the modern day obsessed angler. So let’s get started shall we…

The first step in undertaking a project this size is to organize, and organization without a table is like pb with no j, or koolaid with no sugar. I compiled all my most important earthly possessions into a neat little word table.

Dave’s Bangin’ Rod/Reel Catalog

Rod Reel New Line Species/Setup
Sage 7 ½ 3 wt Lamson Radius X Blue Line
Orvis Superfine Glass

7 ½ 3 wt

Peerless X Blue Line/DH
Orvis H2

9’ 4wt

Orvis

Battenkill II

SA Wavelength

Trout 4wt

Dry Fly/Dry Dropper
Sage 99

9’

Ross Evolution SA Wavelength

MPX 4wt

Boat Nymph/Dry
Mystic

11’3” 4wt Switch

Lamson Litespeed SA Adapt Switch

280 grain

Euro/Trout Spey
S. Fork Rod Co.

8’ 5/6 wt

Pflueger (old) SA Wavelength

MPX 6wt.

Smallie/Largemouth

Top Water

Orvis H2

10’ 5wt

Plueger

Medalist

(new)

SA Wavelength

MPX 5wt

Boat Nymph
Scott S4

9’ 5wt

Lamson Litespeed SA Wavelength

MPX 5wt

Wading Trout
Sage Z Axis

9’ 5wt

Lamson Guru SA Wavelength

MPX 5wt

Wading Trout
Clutch 9’ 6wt Orvis Hydros II SA Wavelength

Titan 6wt

Topwater Bass/Carp/Floating Streamer
St Croix Bank Robber

9’ 6wt

Pflueger
Buelah Platinum

9’9” 7wt

Ross Gunnison

(new)

SA Sonar Triple Density

7wt

Trout/Bass Streamers
Orvis H2

11’3” 7wt Switch

Ross Gunnison Salt X Smallie Swinging/Steel Head
Orvis H2

8’9” 8wt 1pc

Nautilus

NV 10/11

SA Mastery Redfish

Cold/Warm

Redfish/Carp
Scott G

8’8” 8wt

Lamson Konic SA Sonar Titan Intermediate 8wt Intermediate

Striper/Small Mouth

TFO Mangrove

9’ 8wt

Cheeky SA Sonar Triple Density

8wt

Big Streamers

Trout/Striper

Echo Prime

8’10” 8wt

Tibor

Back Country

SA Sharkwave Saltwater 8wt Carp/Redfish

 

Sage RPL+

9’ 8wt

Tibor Everglades SA Mastery Saltwater 8wt Travel salt
Orvis T3

9’ 9wt

Galvan Torque SA Mastery Saltwater 9wt Florida/Louisiana Rod
Buelah Bluewater

9’ 10/11 wt

Cheeky

Thrash 475

Sonar Triple Density

10wt

Musky/Striper/Tarpon
Echo Prime

8’10” 11wt

Loop

Opti Big

X Tarpon/Musky/Shark

Now besides giving y’all an exact list of things to steal, this table helped me answer some questions of what I fish, how I fish it, and how many rods do I need dedicated to it. Really a nifty little exercise. Once I sorted out all the sorted details, the next step was making the call to the boys at SA to make my OCD a reality. FullSizeRenderIn our next installment we’ll get down to dirty business of re-spooling all these reels and in the third installment I’ll give a rough outline as to the method behind my line madness.

-Dave

Movie Night Y’all

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Less than a week to go till the first installment of The SCOF Summer Mystery Movie Series. A couple of updates:
  •  The movie is free, but a portion of all bar, food, and vendor proceeds will be donated to the French Broad Riverkeeper for monitoring, improvement, and over all well being of the French Broad River right here in our backyard.
  • The featured vendor for the first installment of movie night will be our good friend Danny Reed of Crooked Creek Holler apparel. He’ll have a table set up with his new spring line of gear and the best thing is you won’t have to pay shipping.
Festivities start at 6, the movie starts at dusk on the trailer. Cascade Lounge will be providing the hooch, and Ron’s Taco Shop will be slinging’ tortillas.
We also have a pretty sick swag raffle for you folks to. Come on down to the Asheville Food Park, and remember to bring your own chair.
– Dave

MONDAY PHOTO: SCOF OutpostFL

Is it starting to bother anyone else, how much Steve gets to fish since moving to the land of the leisure suit? This aggression will not stand.

–  Dave

It’s The Fall Players Ball, Y’all…I Mean the Fall Tailers Ball…Hootie Hoo?

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Come join the Flood Tide Crew, SCOF, Low Country Fly Shop, BadfishTV, and a whole slew of other fine folks at the Palmetto Brewery in Charleston, SC, for the 1st annual Fall Tailers Ball on Wednesday, September 9. And yes, we know it’s a school night, but let’s be honest, when has that ever stopped us?

In addition to the general good times to be had, there will also be The Dog Days Of Summer Film Fest. Check out Flood Tide’s event page here to get all the details. The winners will be screened at the festivities and will be in the next issue of SCOF as the Moving Pictures Department. You got ’til September 1 to submit your video, so get that editing software crackin’. Besides the live music, beer, and videos, we’re gonna raffle off a potpourri of art, rods, trips, organs, and maybe even a bearded man servant, with all proceeds going to Casting For A Cure. Time to put on your big boy pants and get on down to Charleston. She’s gonna be a doozy.

-Dave

FRIDAY PHOTO: SCOF CANOE – maiden voyage

Here at SCOF OutpostFL we (I) have been cleaning up and fixing up an old Mohawk canoe. There is a lot of water here to explore and some out of the way spots have no real access points…but a canoe doesn’t need much.

The fist trip out was slightly screwed by a North wind shift, but still a good maiden voyage. Good things are gonna happen.

And Louis even got a little video….

SCOF HISTORY: FISHNIK

 

We’ll dial up a little blast from the past on this fine Tuesday. Needless to say Georgia is on my mind…specifically the striped residents…not the zebras at the zoo…stupid crazy lookin’ donkeys.

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FISHINK
By David Grossman
Photos: Steve Seinberg
Southern Culture On the Fly
Issue NO. 7: Spring 2013


If you live in the South long enough, your path will inevitably at some point lead you to the metro Atlanta area.  Whether it be weddings, graduations, business conferences, Panic shows at the Fox, layovers, or perhaps even a family trip to explore the wonders of Underground Atlanta and the World Of Coke, no true Southerner escapes the great suck that is Hotlanta (one of my least favorite terms ever created by humans). My trips to Atlanta have been numerous and generally forgettable. There’s always traffic, a hotel lobby, more traffic, an event, more traffic, my car getting broken into (on three separate occasions), and more traffic. I stand before you today, my fishy friends, a converted man. Atlanta is the snip-snap double shiznit with some salami on top. The key is never going into Atlanta itself.

“What, whaat, whaaat???” you say. “How can you go to Atlanta without going into in Atlanta? What is this trickery you purport?” The answer to this (and many other mysterious questions), is urban sprawl, my confused friends. These days, you can technically be in Atlanta and still be miles away from, well, Atlanta. We could go round and round on this point like a Laurel and Hardy bit, but in the most simple terms, if you see Buckhead you’ve gone too far. You’ll know Buckhead because there’s a cop in every bar waiting on a tussle to break out.

By getting off the freeway well north of the big city, you not only save yourself a four-hour traffic jam, you land yourself in one of the most diverse and all-around fun urban fisheries in the country. You name it, Atlanta’s got it; trout, yup; carp, by the thousands; Bass, you bet your ass; redfish, well the boys over at Georgia Tech are working on it and expect to have it done by spring of next year in time for tailing season on the lower Hooch. The greatness of this fishery is that for the most part, it’s an in-town fishery accessible to all and utilized by not as many as you’d think, at least for what we want it for.

Timing is everything in fishing, and the same holds true when planning an urban jungle invasion. The moon phase as well as Steve’s menstrual cycle dictated one day of trout on the Hooch with our pal Greg Morgan of River Through Atlanta and one day of Lake Lanier Striper with the only Brooklyn striper guide we could find in Georgia, Henry Cowan.

The Chattahoochee is hard to spell and has a lot of letters. The other thing you’re gonna wanna know about the Hooch is that Hooch is a lot easier to spell. What the river lacks in ease of spelling it more than makes up for in ease of accessibility and sheer amount of fish both stocked and wild.  I am not gonna blow smoke up your kilt and tell you that if you close your eyes you might think you were in Alaska. Well, I guess if you close your eyes you can imagine you’re wherever you want, but we floated on a Saturday in Metro Atlanta and had six miles of river to ourselves for the majority of the day. On top of that we caught fish all day long. Just to put that statement in perspective, the last time I pulled into my local tailwater put-in, which is located in a town with less than a tenth the population of Atlanta, on a Saturday, there were 25 boat trailers. I have no idea where they all came from, but needless to say I did not put in there. Wild brown trout and solitude in a city with almost 5.5 million people… that ain’t a bad thing.

Our next little jaunt took us north to Lake Lanier, which provides all the previous day’s trout the precious cold water they need to survive. Above the dam is one of the most prolific striper fisheries in the Southeast.

Fishing for landlocked striper was a new game for me. A really good morning session has now turned it into what I lie awake thinking about at night. None of the fish we caught were huge by striper standards, but 12 pounds of pissed off runaway freight train striper is the most fun I can remember having for a long, long time, especially on a lake for that matter. Lucky for us, our first time was made gentle by the one of the South’s favorite carpetbagging adopted sons, Henry Cowen. I probably learned more things that I could take to my fishery in that four-hour session with Henry than I could have spending a thousand hours wandering the Internet and the lake blindly. There is something about hunting those fish that will stick with me and my future fishing plans like a bad case of striper herpes.

I live in what most folks consider one of the fishier spots in the Southeast, and I can honestly say a wee bit of jealousy crept up as I left Georgia in the rearview. To have all that water in your backyard is enough to make me almost consider leaving Asheville for Atlanta, but then I remember the traffic. I will say though that after a couple of days in Atlanta doing nothing but fishing, that next wedding invitation might not be met with quite so much derision on my end.