We headed West to an area that has produced trout and reds in the past but no body was home. tried spot number three and it was pretty skinny as well but we thought we'd give it a try any way. As we rode the current in the Cove Chalk says to me," hey turn around and check out the bank". This was the last thing I was expecting................
I swear this is not a zomed picture and is untouched
mind you I had time to get the camera out of my pocket to take the pic... he was super close. After we had a good laugh and I emptied the pee out of my shoes I sat down to retie a lure and out on the edge of my vision on the right side,( the same side as the gator) I see the dark figure coming at me and hitting the console of the boat. *please refer back to comment on me emptying pee out of my shoes* Turned out to be a nice sized mullet that apparently was also scared of going back out past the gator. He landed right at my feet. In the box he goes. Not funny but Chalk seemed to think it was,so Chalk got the back of the boat for the next few hours 
Later we also got a good shot of a Coon on the bank that looked like he was trying to catch crabs or eating oyster bad picture but here it is.
Not long after this we finally got into some fish. Chalks up in the crows nest and he spots a mud cloud about 30 yards out. I cast to it and bam, first fish of the day. It was a nice red, uper slot maybe 26" or so.
I started to release it but Chalk said "Man whats wrong with you? put that fish in the box". I said don't worry about it , we'll catch more. Ya gotta think positve you know. Not long after that Chalk starts putting on a graduate level trout catching seminar and pulls a limit of trout out of this hole in about 30 min. Sorry for the pictures being fuzzy I think I got a little fish slime on the lense.
It doesn't really show it well but these were some fat trout with some thick fillets on them. I finaly told Chalk to put the trout down for a while and lets put some reds in the boat. We trolled around some good looking spotty bottom and pick up a total of 8 or 9 Reds I think up to about 28-29". we both lost a nice one before we could get'em to the boat. These fish seemed to not run so much as bury their nose in the bottom and force you to winch them in.
Water was a little stained but you could see the bottom and It seemed that the color of the bait didn't matter much. We got back to the hill with about 15 min of daylight left and called it a day. Good to fish with ya again Chalk and next time we're going to Andrews, you can't put me off forever
I've showed you mine,now you show me yours 
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