The view I had one exit above the exit for live oak was not very pleasant
First time I have ever left the house without my dewalt 20v impact, won't make that mistake again. So after the inconveniences of changing a tire on the side of i75, we got our hotel room and put in the river. Now the Facebook scuttlebutt claimed fish were roaming the flats and I went to a reliable spot near Rocky Creek to find these fish. However, the water temperature was 57 and things didn't look good. However, on my second cast with a broke back corky I hooked the biggest trout I had ever seen and fought him halfway to the boat only to see the great yellow mouth spit out my corky. Of course I took this as a good sign and we proceeded to waste away the day chasing elusive trout that were likely way up the creek. We then proceeded to return to the river and I immediately caught a short that would be the only bite we had since everyone else seemed to have to return home for supper and there were plenty of wakes in the river rocking us all about. The water temperature was a much warmer 60.8f though. We then went to the mouth of the river and I caught the first keeper of the day that went right back into that cool water.
My poor partner has yet to have a bite and afterwards I proceed to hook a healthy red that I some how managed to loose while simultaneously managing to spook a huge school of reds with the boat and all my fishing partner has to show for the day is the sunset.
We proceeded to fiddler's for dinner and we're greeted the next morning with cold and clouds. We did manage about two dozen trout by 11 when we decided lunch was in order instead of sitting in the rain. They were hungry little buggers with a few keepers mixed in. Even if some were a bit outclassed by the lure, at least Wayne caught some fish.
Still good fun and beats a day at the office for sure.
