I can't tell you where, but I can tell you when and how.... I decided that I hadn't fished enought stupid cold, windy, god awful low tides yet this year, and the sun was shining, so I went for a quick wade this afternoon.
Not that you didn't already know, but the tide was about 5 feet below normal this afternoon, I don't think that I have ever seen it quite this low, and certainly hadn't fished when it's out this far. I had a long walk to find water that was deep enough to hold a fish, with the slight 400 mph breeze, I made the longest casts that I have ever made. The fish were there, more were well beyond my reach. There were only a few mullet that I saw moving, and the fish were popping a slick here and there. I spent about 2.5 hours on the water, playing with the Baby Buster again. I got 3 bites, the first fish was about 4 pounds, then I hung the lure and broke off. I Tied on my trusty pink catch 2, and went' back to work. caught another 4 pounder about 15 minutes later. Shortly after that fish I saw a mullet jump for the second time about 40 yards farther down the reef, then a slick popped. I made my way over, and the fish said yes. The final fish was in the 7 pound range, no scale and no ruler, and way to anxious to get back in the water for another.
They slicked a bit more and a few mullet jumped, but I couldn't get another fish to eat. Sun was dropping fast, and I jsut called it quits. Just under 3 hours, 3 fat trout, and home I went. The first pic is a 4 punder that ate the Baby Buster, the second is the best that I could do with the 7 pounder. Sorry, no backgrounds here.
All fish were caught over shell and mud, I was standing in about mid thigh depth casting to just less than waist deep water. It was dirty and still flowing out hard from the wind. Water temp was about 58, and the skies were blaring, air was just over 60.
Not that you didn't already know, but the tide was about 5 feet below normal this afternoon, I don't think that I have ever seen it quite this low, and certainly hadn't fished when it's out this far. I had a long walk to find water that was deep enough to hold a fish, with the slight 400 mph breeze, I made the longest casts that I have ever made. The fish were there, more were well beyond my reach. There were only a few mullet that I saw moving, and the fish were popping a slick here and there. I spent about 2.5 hours on the water, playing with the Baby Buster again. I got 3 bites, the first fish was about 4 pounds, then I hung the lure and broke off. I Tied on my trusty pink catch 2, and went' back to work. caught another 4 pounder about 15 minutes later. Shortly after that fish I saw a mullet jump for the second time about 40 yards farther down the reef, then a slick popped. I made my way over, and the fish said yes. The final fish was in the 7 pound range, no scale and no ruler, and way to anxious to get back in the water for another.
They slicked a bit more and a few mullet jumped, but I couldn't get another fish to eat. Sun was dropping fast, and I jsut called it quits. Just under 3 hours, 3 fat trout, and home I went. The first pic is a 4 punder that ate the Baby Buster, the second is the best that I could do with the 7 pounder. Sorry, no backgrounds here.
All fish were caught over shell and mud, I was standing in about mid thigh depth casting to just less than waist deep water. It was dirty and still flowing out hard from the wind. Water temp was about 58, and the skies were blaring, air was just over 60.
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