I'd like to once again thank you guys for the tips on making the most of our trip to Florida and the Keys.
In Ft. lauderdale we woke up kinda late due to our flight from Houston to Miami beign switched to a later flight. Had some great coffee and pastries around the corner from our hotel at:
Pan'e Dolci - Italian Bakery
3341 East Oakland Park Blvd (Oakland Park & A1A), Fort Lauderdale, FL
Hit up the IGFA Museum and Bass Pro where Molly walked out with some new dresses. Hard to believe, but I couldn't find anything that I "needed".
Had a fantastic lunch at:
Laura's Cuban Restaurant
2723 Hollywood Blvd (Hollywood blvd), Hollywood, FL
Ropa Vieja was out of this world. If I was in the neighborhood I would go back in a second.
Ended the night at the Mai Kai. As Tiki places go this is Mecca and I was not dissapointed. Did the dinner and show and subjected myself to the "Mystery Drink".
Got a late start agian and we hit up Pan'e Dolci again and picked up a SunPass and refreshments for the ride down south. The SunPass deal worked out really well. Easy to set up on your mobile phone and check your balance.
Fueled up in Homestead and continued to blaze a trail south with a stop at:
The Wreck Galley & Grill
58835 Overseas Hwy, Marathon, FL
Had the Grouper Tacos and Molly had a Cajun Blackened Grouper Sammich. Really good food, beer was cheap, and plenty of "charcter".
Made it to the Sheraton in Keywest with a nice view of Smather's Beach from the balcony. After getting settled in we walked into town and had some Mojitos and Painkillers to wash down our Conch Fritters. Ended the night at the Rum Bar with a DOF of El Dorado 15 and a La Gloria Series R.
Watched the sunrise from Smathers Beach and got eaten by the sand fleas. Saved the morning by getting Cuban Cafe Con Leche and pressed bread at:
Kim's Kuban
2300 N Roosevelt Blvd, Key West, FL
Checked out Hemmingway's house and the six-toed cats.
Ate a late lunch at:
Havana 1
1101 Truman Ave., Key West, FL
Ropa Vieja was good, but I'd say second place to Laura's in Ft. Lauderdale. I did get some free fishing secrets here from the owner.
Took the rest of the day easy and enjoyed a few beers on the balcony and called it a night early.
Woke up to watch the sunrise again (from the balcony free of sand fleas) packed up and headed over to Kim's for another round of coffee and bread.
Re-stocked the refreshments for the ride to Islamorada and headed off.
Stopped off in Big Pine Key to look around and hit up
Jigs Bait And Tackle
30201-30499 Florida 5, Big Pine Key, Florida
Molly LOVES tackle shops and can't get enough of them... really she does!
Stopped at 7-MIle Bridge to take a walk on Old Seven. Saw some Turttles cruise by.
We stopped at Ma's fish camp for a Mahi sammich and conch fritters that we shared. We were determined to save room for Key LIme Pie and did. Molly got the pie and I tried the Hummingbird cake. The pie was great but the Hummingbird Cake was out of this world good.
After lunch Molly was really looking forward to Worldwide Sportsman with here latest aquisitions at Bass Pro in Ft. Lauderdale. She came up emptyhanded here but I manged to get a few thing that I needed. The replica of Hemmingway's Pilar was cool and it's nice that you can climb in the thing. The Tarpon hanging out waiting for a free lunch at the dock was something to see. There were some big boys there. After that we checked into Cheeca Lodge. Abosolutly stunning view from our balcony of the water. We didn't waste anytime and grabbed a tandem kayak for a short paddle. We each have our own kayak at home, those Hobie Mirage drives that your peddal instead of paddle. Lemme tell you, if you ever want to go from married to divorced in the shortest time possible, try a tandem paddle kayak.
We got cleaned up and met our friend Dave over at Lor-e-lie for beers and painkillers. Not a bad view of the sunset!
After a few mis-starts on dinner we ended up at Ziggy's for drinks and appitizers. Crab chowder and the Chicken Pate special for that night was great.
Molly wasn't feeling the bast so she decided to skip on backcountry fishing the next day. She was mostly worried that she was going to get sick I guess. I managed to twist Dave's arm into going and he picked me up at Cheeca at 7:00am and headed over to the Trading Post for box lunches.
We head over to the Siesta Marina down the road a bit to meet our charter. Time to chat with the dockmaster and a cup of coffee. Our captian Steve Friedman shows up early with his 17.5 HB skiff and were leaving the dock at 7:30am... right on the nose. Cap'n Steve heads us into the Everglades and after about 45min of running we're in calf deep water (remember I'm from San Diego). Well now we're drifing through the grass and mullet are boiling all over this strage place. We try to get use to the gear as best we can and Steve starts pushing us towards some finning Redfish. Those suckers are spooky and I doesn't help that Dave and I are doing everything we can to screw up our chances. Luckly Steve is a patient guide and eventualy my shrimp shaped plastic gets thrown in the right spot. My bait gets hammered and after a short altercation I have my first Redfish!
He gets released to fight another day and now we're tryign to get Dave hooked up. More silent stalking of fins poking up through the water. The wind dies down and the surface is a mirror. It's had to tell where the water stops and the sky starts. A few more stalk and cast attempts and I get hammered but fail to make it stick. Finally Dave drops a live shrimp in front of one and sticks it. With a little smack talk we get Steve to catch one on a spoon and does. Steve pushes the skiff around some more but the fish take a union break. We bug out and head back towards the highway and stop at some sandy bottom mangroves. Steve points out a cloud of sand in the water and I cast my live shrimp over. It gets hammered by something angry and after a short fight I land my first Jack Carvalle. For a little fish those things sure put up a fight and fun as hell on light gear. I get baited up again in time to see a boiler come out of the mangrove. Double hookup and Dave and I have a little better grade of JC. As quickly as they appeared they are gone and we head out to the ocean side for a try at some bonefish. The wind and sun aren't playing nice and Steve is forced to chum them in with shrimp instead of sight fishing. We get a chance at one but he doesn't hang around. The best we can do is get bait raped by some pesky needlefish. We head back to Siesta for some well deserved cold beers. I love that place, just what I imagined/hoped for out of Islamorada. Pretty easy to get attached to a place like this. I missed it as soon as we left.
After a few beers with the locals I head back to Cheeca to clean up and have a Painkiller of two before dinner. We decide to stay in and enjoy a dinner at the Chart Room at the Lodge. I thought I deserved a Rib Eye after all that hard work fishing and that Rib Eye was delicious! I ended the night with a Rhum and a Romeo & Julieta Titan.
The next morning we watched the sunrise and enjoyed a soak on the balcony tub. After taking our time checking out we headed over to the Trading Post to grab a Capicola Sub and some Mexican Cokes. We ate our lunch at Siesta Marina and headed out on the road towards Coconut Grove. Along the way we ran into a good size lobster.
If I had enough butter I would have kicked that bug's ass.
A few blocks up from the hotel in Coconut Grove was this place:
Lokal Burgers & Beer
3190 Commodore, Miami, FL
Molly had the cheeseburger served on a glazed donut instead of a bun. yes, it was good.
For breakfast the next day we tried:
Greenstreet Cafe
3468 Main Hwy. (Commodore Plaza), Miami, FL
It was meh... okay. Food was good but the service was slow as hell. Spend your money somewhere else.
Molly wanted to visit Vizcaya so we did. Talk about an over the top place. Well worth the time visiting.
The highlight of this day was our visit to:
Capt. Harry's Fishing Supply
8501 NW 7th Ave, Miami, FL
I really had to control myself here... sensory overload. I almost blacked out.
We visited Key Biscayne and the Lighthouse and stopped off to have a beer and bite:
Boater's Grill
1200 S Crandon Blvd, Key Biscayne, FL
Black Bean soup was forgetable but the shrimp and fried plantains were good. Coldest beer ever. No Name Harbor is a nice spot.
We finished up the day with dinner:
Jaguar Ceviche
3067 Grand Ave., Miami, FL
We got the Ceveiche sampler which was excellent. Molly got a Ceasar salad and I went for the Picanha. Wow... that was a good piece of beef. The Caiperinas were great too. We saved room for desert which was the right thing to do. We got the cheesecake. Sounds boring but it was anything but. Really fantastic with the Dulce de Leche. We headed over to Lokal again for beers and were treated like celebrities because we're from San Diego. In the craft brewing world San Diego is Mecca so they wanted to know all about the breweries there. I really liked a beer from Tequesta Brewing Co. called Gnarly Barley... good stuff.
0400 we were up and packing to head to MIA.
Landed in San Diego at 12:30 and ate lunch next to America's Cup Harbor.
All in all not a bad vacation. Gald we went all the places we did in Florida, but next time I'd spend as much time in Islamorada as possible. Quaint little town with a fishing problem... just my speed.
I would recomend Steve Friedman as a guide without any reservation. He sets realistic goals, is ontime and prepared, patient, and is passionate about what he does. For anyone doing backcountry fishing for the first time I would do a full day (8hrs) to get the most out of it. Talk with your guide and before hand and practice at home with what you are going to use. I never sight fish here in San Diego and never throw any plastic/bait that light, that was a handicap, but I struggled through it. Lesson learned.