Almost six years ago now, I moved to Georgia to pursue a job. Pretty wild to think how quick time can fly, and how every year brings its own unpredictabilities that can bring both challenge and joy to life. With that being said, I’m a believer that wherever you live, it is crucial to have a handful of consistent people and activities to look forward to in order to maintain internal peace. Since moving to Georgia, I can say with confidence that one thing each and every year keeps me amped up for 6 months: Carp Season.

As those that are kind enough to follow this blog know, I’m a huge fan of the carp fishing opportunities in Georgia. I’ve fly fished for carp for nearly my entire life (and in countless places throughout the United States), and I can truly say that carping here is among the best. Not only can the numbers of carp here be unparalleled, but the sheer size of some of these fish is insanee. To emphasize further, the largest carp that I have seen in my entire life have been in Georgia.

In 2024, the word I would use to describe the season would be “unreal”. I caught my largest common carp ever this year, and several amazing, very large fish were brought to hand. In between these fish were countless other terrific carp that kept drag screaming, smiles on faces, and paddle boards getting pulled around.

Due to the sheer amount of carp outings had throughout the year, I’m not going to do a “play by play” in this post, but instead go through some of my biggest lessons learned and highlight a few specific fish outings.

From a lessons learned perspective, these were the three common themes throughout the year:

• When in doubt, have a “grub” fly ready. Although I have a handful of patterns that I’m confident a carp will eat, my hand-tied grub patterns this year produced the most amount of fish. They can be deadly with a “drag and drop”, and there were some difficult days in which this was the only fly the carp would be open to.
• Don’t be stubborn on leader/tippet size. I traditionally am a fan of 15lb tapered to 12lb fluoro, but found that my landing rates on BIG fish increased this year on straight 15lb as I could horse some of the fish that were attempting to take the fight into structure. The heavier tippet may lead to less eats on tough days, but it’s worth it if you have a better chance to land large fish.
• Don’t overlook an early evening paddle/outing. Although the majority of my carp days were mornings (lower wind, less people on the water), a few of my most productive sessions of the season were between the hours of 3pm-6pm. Lesson here is give it a go whenever you can.

From a highlighting of a few fish/outings perspective, these were the big three:

• As mentioned earlier, I caught my largest common carp this year. This fish slowly slurped a grub fly and proceeded to put up the craziest fight I’ve had on the paddle board. This fish was absolutely 25+ pounds.
• I caught my first, large Koi/Carp hybrid this year. The spawn was an extra sight to behold this year (hundreds of carp going crazy), and for about a month you could catch the non-spawning fish in thee midst of the spawning fish. Wild to watch.
• Earlier this year, my larger Bote board when out of commission (we had a great run). In the interim of purchasing a new one, I did a few carp outings on my much smaller paddle board. I landed a huge common carp on this board that dragged me all over the place for 10+minutes, and I had to get out to land it without falling in. Good news was that it took me close to a shallow flat!

Cannot wait for Carp Season 2025 and always grateful for these fish! Long live the carp.

Tight lines!

Joe Petrow

As most serious fly fisherman can relate to, the fish you frequently target can often evolve throughout the course of your life. Some fish you grow up with, and some fish join the journey later in life – both have a special place in your heart. For me, Striped Bass (specifically in Maine) were one of those fish that I really started to become ecstatic about later in my twenties. Over the past couple of years, I’ve continued to dedicate the time (on both the water and fly tying vice) to learn more about how to catch Stripers, and our annual trip to Maine in 2024 led to some of the best encounters I’ve had with these fish.

Similar to pervious years, we ventured to Maine in late May, and were met with the best possible weather conditions (not an exaggeration). Super sunny skies, warmer temps for the early summer, and low winds. Although Stripers typically prefer some clouds/wind/elements to really turn on the feed bag, the sunny conditions on this trip really allowed some terrific opportunities to sight fish. To mix it up from previous years, I wanted to do two things this trip when it came to fishing: throw bigger flies and find new water. Although I had a few terrific spots that produced fish on my usual clouser/smaller baitfish patterns, I really wanted to throw some larger bucktail patterns and explore my “spot” horizons. With that said, I was optimistic that this could be a fishy weekend, as I was able to catch a nice striper on a larger bucktail fly (in one of my usual areas) on the very first evening in Maine. This fish was sitting in a HEAVY outgoing tide and hammered the fly only about 5 feet from the trip of the rod, and put up quite the fight. After a few quick shots, the fish swam off strongly and I went to go celebrate with a blueberry beer.

The next day ended up being a day that really one that dreams are made of when it comes to throwing some fly line. My girlfriend and I slept in a bit, picked up some donuts, and arrived to a new fishing area that I wanted to check out by about 10am. I had my same larger bucktail fly on from the evening before, along with an intermediate sinking line to help get the fly down if current was present. Within about 30-minutes of walking the beach and jetty looking for fish, I couldn’t believe my eyes…there was a school of about 25-35 striped bass circling the beach about 80 feet off the shore. I sat and watched these fish slowly get closer to the rocks/shore, and tried to keep my heartbeat down and fly line ready. The school of fish settled in about 60 feet out and I let out a long cast…let the big fly slowly sink…did some quick sporadic strips…and the fish were on it! Four to five fish started chasing but not committing, until finally a BIG striper came up and engulfed it. Striper on! The fight that ensued became utter chaos from the rocks, and I was able to fortunately land this fish for an awesome picture. This was my largest striper to date, and I was extremely grateful for the moment.

For the next hour, the school continued to patrol the area, and I was able to land 3 more fish (had another get off by the rocks). All of the fish were extremely nice, but not as big as the first one). Similar to the first fish, these stripers were all over the larger fly – just had to adjust the strip based on the body language of the fish. I threw to one specific fish multiple times, until finally I ripped the fly as fast as I could and then it finally hammered it. You could tell that the sunny conditions definitely had these fish a little skeptical to eat, but the sheer number of fish in the school kept them aggressive enough (and competitive to beat each other to the fly) where it didn’t prevent fish from being caught.

As for the final day of the weekend, we returned to the same area, and was able to land one smaller Striper and hook another. The large school was no longer there, but I noticed some fish sitting in the fast current a little bit closer towards a river mouth. Had a few very nice fish (including one possibly bigger than the first day) chase the bigger flies in, but not commit. I ultimately down sized the fly to focus on the smaller fish I was seeing, and this proved to work.

As always, can’t wait for the next trip up to Maine and continuing to put the time in to go after these awesome fish.

Tight lines!

Joe Petrow

This year, I was fortunate enough to have a rewards trip for work get scheduled in the Bahamas. Although I would’ve loved nothing more than to spend this entire week with my girlfriend searching for bonefish on one of the lesser populated islands of the Bahamas, this trip required some work, making me get creative when it came to finding some productive time to throw a fly rod. One thing that really held true to me in 2024 was “when in doubt, bring a fly rod if you’re going to the beach”, and this trip was no exception.

Although the water in the Bahamas was beautiful upon arrival, the area we were in was in no way secluded. Several resorts around, lots of boats in the water…that kind of deal. With that said, I had some hopes that if I just started putting in some miles on the sand that MAYBE I would be able to see something swimming around. Fortunately for me, I lucked out, found some fish, and made the most out of these rare opportunities.

During our first afternoon “off”, my girlfriend and I walked to a considerably less busy flat about a mile away from the hotel. Upon arriving to the flat, life was obvious. Stingrays swimming around, schools of extremely small baitfish getting bothered by baby barracudas…all extremely positive signs. I had a small shrimp pattern tied on (very optimistically thinking that maybe a bonefish would be around), and this would turn out to be a good call but for a different reason. After catching a few very small snappers throwing into a single deep hole off the flat, I noticed a big, dark tail appear on the flat itself. After staring at the tail for a good 20 seconds wondering what it was, I finally realized that it was a large Ocean Triggerfish and got to casting. Follow after follow…I got this fish excited on the fly. It would swipe at it, miss, swipe again, eat it but not get the hook in the face…until finally my line went fully tight after a surge towards the fly from the fish. Trigger on and the fight was unreal! This fish took me deep into backing on the first run, and easily took 10-minutes to get in. This was my first Ocean Triggerfish and I was ecstatic to get this guy off the beach.

Later in the week, I took an early morning walk on the beach the following day, I noticed a pod of four to six juvenile tarpon patrolling around (!!!). These fish were swimming parallel on a specific stretch of the beach that seemed to have a slightly deeper trough about 30-feet off the beach. Having been on the search for more triggerfish again, I had a small shrimp fly tied on, and made the decision to switch flies as quick (and calmly) as I could. I had a few of my go to black craft fur and bucktail flies in my box, and got one rigged relatively quick (considering how much blood I had pumping). Fortunately for me, the fish had maybe only moved down 200 feet on the beach and I was able to track them down, get a leading cast out, and boom…tarpon on. After several jumps, unlimited head shakes, and a few too close to call moments right by the waves breaking, I was able to land this fish. What an awesome moment from foot right off the beach.

The moral of the story from these fish is when in doubt, bring a rod with you to the beach. Even though there will be many times where nothing is seen, the times where fish decide to show up makes it all worth it.

Tight lines!

Joe

South Florida…in my opinion, one of the best locations in the entire United States to throw a fly line (especially if you are like me where the more species encountered, the better). Although many people associate South Florida fly fishing with hitting the saltwater towards the Keys, my mind immediately thinks about the canals in Miami/Fort Lauderdale where you can find species that are no where else in the country. In addition to this, when the rest of the country is dealing with colder weather and fishing seasons winding down, South Florida remains warm enough where you can escape to a convenient “paradise” for a few days and get on some fish.

I was fortunate enough this year to visit the Miami area twice (once in January and then once in November), and during theses visits, I was able to find and catch a fan favorite… the Peacock bass. I found most of these fish in two specific canal systems in shallow water.

To kick it off, the conditions presented a major challenge. Peacock bass (with origins from the hot, humid climate of South America) THRIVE off of warm weather and warm water, and you will have an exceedingly difficult time finding them during big cold fronts. I ran into cold fronts in both January and November, but fortunately was able to figure a few things out and find some areas that held fish. Although the fishing was tougher, I found that doing the following produced the most fish for me: sleep in and only fish during the warmest part of the day, and strip the fly as fast as you possibly can. For full transparency (as I like to do on this site), I woke up super early two mornings thinking that this might have active fish, only to find out (and even see) that these fish weren’t ready and warm enough to eat.

Once it was warm enough, flies were eaten, fights were had, and beautiful fish were brought to hand. The best thing about fly fishing for peacocks is how visual it can be – these fish are often times hugging the shore shallow, allowing you to sight fish to your hearts desire. If you fish for them during the spring and summer (which I’d honestly recommend over the colder months), you can even find these fish on aggressive and shallow on beds. For my outings this year, I found my best peacocks under vegetation waiting in ambush to smack prey. Throwing any small white or chartreuse deer hair fly, and stripping as fast as I could, did the trick! I sight fished the below peacock (one of my largest ever) in this exact fashion, and it put up a terrific fight on the 8-weight.

Although I had a handful of successful outings, I very much look forward to returning to the canal systems during warmer months of the year to see if larger numbers of “bigger” fish can be found. I’m a big fan of any sized peacock as they are one of the most beautiful and best fighting fish you can find (great examples of what I’m talking about below) I’d love to sharpen my skillset on consistently finding larger fish. I also need to commit some time to searching for Snakeheads and Clown Knifefish on the fly!

In addition to this, I do want to highlight that the largemouth bass fishing seems to improve with some colder weather. While searching pretty exclusively for peacocks, I caught countless largemouth along the way. Need to appreciate this local species as they helped keep the rod bent during the colder days!

Tight lines!

Joe