I had Scott and Paul on the boat today. Day started out slow with lots of clouds and no tide. About 11 the sun peaked out and the tide started falling. Within minutes of the tide starting I spotted a school of black drum milling about on a flat. I poled over to discover a nice red hanging out with them. Scott made a good cast to the red and the fight was on. Fifteen minutes later Scott was hoisting the largest fish he has ever caught on his fly rod!
Took EJ out on his first salt water adventure yesterday. Five minutes into the trip he landed his first fish on a fly rod. This was no ordinary fish it was a massive 41 pound black drum. This behemoth would have been in the top 5 on the Louisiana State Record list! Quite a start for EJ and another great day at the office for me.
Stephen of Manchester, England was on the boat yesterday. I really enjoy fishing with people from other countries because they all seem to have a major admiration for the beauty of the marsh. Stephen didn’t disappoint in his admiration and was a true fisherman in the fact that he was here just for the experience and if we caught fish it was just a bonus. Our morning started off pretty slow and Stephen was being forced to enjoy the experience until the wind and the tide turned. Around 1 pm the wind died completely and the tide started a slow fall back into the gulf where it had originated from. One of these two factors or more likely both resulted in a fish frenzy that was awesome. Mullet started free jumping as far as the eye could see. Redfish started tailing and making wakes doing redfishy things. I spotted what at first glance seemed like a large black drum tailing in the middle of the pond. I made my slow methodical approach as to not spook the fish. As I got within casting distance of the last place I saw the massive tail break the surface I told Stephen to get ready. We both stood motionless except for our piercing eyes scanning the water looking for any sign of life. Stephen was the first to spot the large fish and made a cast into the wake the fish made as it took off at the sight of us. I made Stephen fish the fly all the way back to the boat and it paid off. Before Stephen knew what was going on the fish was tearing line off the reel until it was a good ways into backing. The fish put up a much stronger fight than most black drum I have seen caught. Once the fish broke the surface I realized why. It turns out my massive tailing fish was a beautiful 24 pound redfish. After a photographic documentation of this awesome feat Stephen and I took a minute to admire what mother nature had provided us. A beautiful, bountiful landscape littered with hungry red fish and a limitless amount of memories.
Yesterday was what most would consider unfavorable conditions. Had to be careful getting the boat off the trailer because the water was almost too low to launch. The winds were gusting to 20 mph making the windchill somewhere south of 32 degrees. I told Ryan and Joe we were going to hunt for enough water to float first and then see if any red fish were thawed out enough to eat our bugs. The red fish on the flats were frozen so I did what seemed natural and went to deeper water. I poled up a meandering bayou that provided 3 feet of water in the channel and some shallow flats along its edges. After only getting about 100 yards into the waterway I saw a giant fishy shape floating towards the boat like a gill toting torpedo. Ryan and I got on the same page once he spotted the fish and the game was a foot. Ryan made some arrant shots early but the beast was tolerant (or too cold to care) not sure which. With one final well placed shot the burly black drum responded favorably and ate his fly. After a relatively short fight the fish was in the boat and Ryan was hoisting his largest fish on the fly! A 38 pound black drum had graced us with his presence and saved what seemed like a lost day. Joe looking to ice this cake we just baked landed a nice sheepshead on fly and we finished the day with 2/3 of a slam on a day that seemed like we had 1/16 of a chance of even seeing fish.
Outdoor Channel’s Gridiron Outdoors featuring Lowtide Charters airs this week!
It’s always a pleasure to fish with experienced anglers. For one, it makes my job much easier because the anglers know what to expect and also because they are usually good casters. When I stopped at the first spot this morning I had experienced anglers who were ready for the challenge mother nature was offering. Riding out this morning had an ominous feel about it. The dark grey clouds coupled with the extreme low tide made for what seemed like a difficult day of fishing. I discussed with Matt and Hays our plan of attack for what promised to be hand to fin combat with redfish that would only be visible within 1o feet of the boat. With my soldiers at the ready their weapons in hand I started my first float. Within 5 minutes, Matt was making his first shot at a nice red high on an oyster flat. With his well placed shot being rewarded by what seemed like a starving fish Matt was hooked up. While Matt was fighting the first red of the day I spotted another slowly meandering its way towards us. I called Hays into action and he too answered the call and served up a crab pattern breakfast to a second seemingly starved redfish. The day was looking bright despite the dark clouds, with a double being produced within 10 minutes of its start. The day continued as it started with happy fish eager to please and anglers capable of making surgically precise shots in a stiff breeze.