Not so White River

Dawg and I thought we'd do some fishing on the White River today.  Between thunderstorms. (If you wait for a day in Indiana that does not have scattered showers in the forecast, you wouldn't leave home all summer.)

I loaded my Hobie Outback, and met Dawg down at 146th Street.  We set his blue Otter beside my Outback and drove up to Forest Park.

 

The water didn't look too muddy where we launched, but when we got to where Cicero Creek dumps into the White River, the mud began.  In this photo, Cicero creek is coming in from the left.  You can see the clear water beyond the mud.

  

 Although I have used the Hobie Outback several times, this was my first day on the river.  I was a little concerned about the Mirage drive in the shallow parts of the river.  Turned out to be a non issue.  Whenever I saw I was approaching rapids, I would pull the drive out, and paddle through.  Later. I would just keep my pedals apart which brings the fins up tight to the bottom of the hull.  No problem.

 

Not sure how we have missed  it on all the other trips down the river, but today we noticed a lake just over the river bank.  A short portage.  I suspect it's a private lake, and we'd get evicted pretty quick--but it looks enticing.

We didn't see one fish today, but we did enjoy floating down the river again.

bass n cat

Went out on Morse yesterday fishing for bass.

Caught about 15 small bass, and 6 large catfish—most on crankbaits.

But this one took a plastic crawdad.

 

Big Lagoon St Park

Here's a video of the four of us peddling out to wilderness area of Port St Joe.

Bruce had an extra feature on his kayak which worked out very well.  A sail.  He could move along nicely off the wind.  Anywhere beyond a beam reach. 

After a few really great days at Port St Joe, we picked up our money and packed up our tents and drove across the Panhandle to Big Lagoon St Park which is located just south of Pensacola.
Along the way, I stopped in Ft Walton Beach and picked up a new Key West center console.

We camped one night in Big Lagoon.

 

Unfortunately, we made the mistake of listening to the weather guessers, and cut our trip a day short based on their guess of a major rainstorm the next day.  It did rain up in L.A. (Lower Alabama) but never did rain in Pensacola.  

Port St Joe Peninsula St Park

At the end of the peninsula of is a wilderness area.  We thought we might camp out there one night, but our schedule didn't work out for that to happen.

We were able to peddle our kayaks out there to explore. 

This place is like another planet. 

Florida Panhandle

My pals and I had been planing a trip down to the Suwanee River.  But because of the extreme amount of rainfall in southern Georgia and NOrthern Florida, the Suwanee was way above flood stage the week of our planned trip.  So we altered our plans, and went on a camping trip on the Florida Panhandle.

The trip included Dawg, Rich, Bruce and me.  In addition to our camping gear, we took 4 kayaks.  Bruce wanted to visit some friends in Georgia, so he left a few days earlier than the rest of us, and was able to take 2 Hobie i12 inflatable kayaks and some extra camping gear in his truck.  We put my Hobie Outback on the roof of my 4Runner, and a third Hobie i12 in the back.  We met up at the Port St. Joe Peninsula State Park.

We set up camp just before dark the first night in the "Shady Pines" area.

The next morning, we were off to launch the kayaks for some fishing.

We worked our way down the shore, caught a few bluefish and trout, and then stopped for lunch.

Great sunset that night on the beach.

New Kayak

I am fortunate to be on the "Hobie Fishing Team" again this year.  Charlie and Eileen at Sailboats Inc are letting me try a Hobie Outback this year. (Last year, I had a Hobie Pro Angler 12.)

One of the reasons I chose the Outback this year is because it can easily be loaded on the roof of my new 4Runner.  (Even an older than dirt dude can do it single handed)

 

I've been in a couple of kayak bass tournaments this spring.   One on Morse required us to check in at 6 am.  When I left my dock at 5:30, the temperature was 38 degrees.  So I peddled down to the park in the dark with steam rising off the water.  Cool