Florida Trip Continued…

After a magnificent day of Bonefishing I decided to take the next day and see the sights.  The Florida Keys is beautiful this time of year and the water is so clear I have seriously considered a vacation home in the area.  Do not despair, my first love will always be distilling the finest sipping bourbon our great country has to offer.

 

After taking in the sights, my mind was back on fishing these magnificent waters.  While fishing for Bonefish a few days before, my guide had suggested, very strenuously I might add, that I try to get a charter to fish the Dry Tortugas.  A little bit about the Dry Tortugas National Park.  This is the must go-to fishing destination for any sport angler.  It has everything from wreck fishing, fishing the reef or going deeper for Pelagic species, this place has it all.  As you can see I am getting an education with my new-found passion of saltwater fishing.  The other fantastic reason to fish these waters is that the fishing traffic is very light because a permit is needed to fish the park and only 11 are given out each year.  Because of these facts, my guide was not too optimistic that I would be able to find a charter so quickly.  However, the fishing gods were on my side and early the next day he called me and told me that a charter captain he knows had one spot open for the next day.  As I could imagine, this was a very rare occurrence and I jumped on the opportunity. 

 

When I got to the dock the next morning I went bug-eyed.  Now gentlemen, for those of you who have never stepped foot on anything other than the bass boats we have back home, the flats boat I fished a few days earlier was not much of a change, this, however, was a whole new world.  It was 80’ of pure fishing machine with all the comforts of home one could want.  And since this was an overnighter, I was very happy for that.  The Dry Tortugas National Park is about 70 miles west of Key West and this boat made it seem like a trip across the lake.  The ride out was as beautiful as it gets and I saw an abundance of marine life.

 

Preparing for my first deep sea trip was another incredible experience.  I was like a fish out of water, pun intended.  Now, I have watched the fishing shows and have seen the tackle used for these fish but to rig them up personally something wholly different.  The rods were like telephone poles, at least to me, and the reels could spool 400 yards of 150 lb test line.  I was wondering to myself what on earth, or more like, what in the sea are we going to catch.  I was half expecting Captain Ahab to come up from the cabin yelling something about a white whale.  When we hooked up with our first fish of the day I realized we were going to need every bit of heavy tackle we had. 

 

We spent the day fishing 12 miles out in about 200 feet of water.  It was mind-boggling to just think of how deep this water really was.  The mate set out several lines with fresh bait and went for the bottom in hopes of a nice grouper.  It did not take long for the rod to double over with the weight of a large fish.  Since I was new to this type of fishing the mate handed me the rod.  This was no Largemouth Bass.  45 minutes later I had my first 60lb Grouper on deck.  What a thrill and what a workout.  I consider myself in pretty good shape but I was hard put to muscle this fish in range for the leader man to take charge.  The rest of the day went just as well with several more Grouper a few hogfish and one or two Yellowfin.  Needless to say I slept very well that night. 

 

Well, my friends, I will leave you hear wishing you a good day.  Until the next time, may your live-well be full of large fish.

 

I remain,

Sincerely yours,

Mr. Jeremiah Weed

STARTLNG PHOTO REVEALED ON MARTIAN SURFACE

In case you missed it in the news, I thought I would share this with all of you. I have apologized for the incident, although perhaps Jeremiah Weed Bourbon Liqueur has brought some joy to any life Mars may support:

STARTLNG PHOTO REVEALED ON MARTIAN SURFACE

NASA’s Phoenix Transmits Photographs of Jeremiah Weed Bottle from Martian Polar Region

 May 29, 2008 – Pasadena, CA — Scientists and flight engineers at NASA’s Jet Propulsion Labratory (JPL) are stunned after a startling image sent back from the surface of Mars by the Phoenix Mars Lander revealed a dusty, partially broken bottle of Jeremiah Weed Bourbon Liqueur.

Suspecting a prank, JPL officials placed calls to “The Legend” Mr. Jeremiah Weed, the patron father of Jeremiah Weed Bourbon Liqueur, who lives in semi-retirement in the mountains of Eastern Kentucky not far from Weed, Kentucky.

Upon questioning by NASA officials, Mr. Weed accepted full responsibility for the photograph and acknowledged having a “special relationship” with a staffer at JPL in the summer of 1975.

“Because of my involvement with a wonderful lady at JPL, I was accorded special access to areas where the first Viking 1 Mars probe was being assembled. One afternoon, I brought a bottle of Jeremiah Weed Bourbon Liqueur for us to enjoy when she got off work. I remember being surprised by a supervisor at one point and stashing a bottle in a crevice inside the Viking lander. Of course, I always thought one of the technicians would find it, but obviously they didn’t.”

Mr. Weed offered profuse apologies for doing something “that in hindsight probably wasn’t the best thing for space exploration.”

“Of course, if Mars does support life it will unquestionably be improved by a few sips of Jeremiah Weed bourbon,” he said.

The Jeremiah Weed bottle photographed on Mars’ surface is a 750 ml clear glass bottle. The green, tan, and white label seen in the amazingly crisp photograph is the same as that used today on Jeremiah Weed Bourbon Liqueur bottles.

The photo is posted on Mr. Weed’s website JeremiahWeedBourbon.com, along with photos of the Viking 1 that carried the bottle of Jeremiah Weed to the Martian surface.

I remain,

Sincerely yours,

Jeremiah Weed

Welcome to the Jeremiah Weed Blog Site!

Welcome folks. As you may have heard or read, I am back after a long absence. I’ve spent a lot of of the past quarter century in the hills of Kentucky, every once in awhile passing riders in the woods whose flasks I refill. I so looked forward to the days when I heard the horses of the Weed drinkers coming up the path past my cottage. Those are some of the best people around. Now, the time has come for me to meet some of the other Weed drinkers. We all share a special bond and now finally, we have a venue to interact with one another.

For the foreseeable future, I will be sharing my thoughts on a host of subjects - politics; horseback riding and racing; air force fighters and the military; fishing; hunting and any other subject that is important to Weed drinkers like us.  I, in turn, hope that you will share your thoughts with me.

I very much look forward to our discourse.

I remain,
Sincerely yours,

Mr. Jeremiah Weed