After about an hour working this place over like a rented mule and having nothing to show for it, it was time to move on. Pulled into the mouth of a creek to see several fellas wade fishing with live bait in about 3' of water so I decided to work the area over with topwater before heading up the creek. On the first cast got a hit and a hook up from a respectable 17-18" Trout.
No other bites for the 15 min. or so I spent working the area over. Got up into the creek and still probeing with the topwater and got into the first Red of the day 20"
Things were looking up. I worked the area pretty hard with topwater plugs but had no takers until I got to the very back of the creek. It was at least 9am by then and since the water was really clear I started throwing a spoon. Right off the bat had a big hit from a Red that went 21". Got him back in the water quick because a little further up there was a lot of commotion on the grass line with glass minnows scatering everwhere. I got to the head of this creek where a little pocket in the grass was and thought to myself, " That is a perfect place for a Redfish". What happend next was one, if not the, best takes from a redfish I've ever had. I tossed the spoon right up the center of the pocket near the back and I hadn't made three cranks on the reel when I see a wake coming out of the grass on the right side. I continue to crank slow and steady. He's following the bait only a few inches off the hook. I can see the spoon shineing in the sunlight as it wobbles back and forth, then it disappears, but I'm still cranking and the Red is still comeing at me!! He doesn't know what he's got in his mouth and I haven't set the hook yet. With four or five quick cranks and a sharp pullback of the rod, it was on!!!! After a nice run around the boat a few time he was boatside and over the side for pictures and a release. Man what a hunt. I think I peed a little
Nice just over slot Red.
By this time I was getting worried about getting out of there with the tide running out like it was so I hightaled it out of there. I was lucky too, had to pole out of the mouth of the creek and was bumping bottom on the way out. Pretty boreing day after that but I did manage two more reds and a grouper also at the mouths of another little creek.
I fished another shoreline on the way back to the ramp for a half hour or so till a nasty thunderstorm got between me and the ramp. So I decided it was time to pack it up. Boat back on the trailer at 2PM.
Also, this is what you get from casting several hundred time in just a few hours.
Guess I see why BD wears "The Glove"
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