Chalk and I went up river to a hole known to have some good Mangrove Snapper at times. When we got there only one boat was there. Water temp was 63 degrees. We anchored up, and right away Chalk started putting the Snapper in the boat. Many, many shorts (under 10") with only three keepers.
We tired of dinks and decided to float and plug for trout. Floated about fifteen minutes before we started catching trout. From that point on untill about 3:00 it was "Katie bar the door." We estimated over 100 trout. Unfortunatly they were all were short except one. Also one short Red. We did manage four White Trout, and two Largemouth Bass. The catch of the day was a new rod and reel that bit Chalks grub. He managed to wrestle it to the boat. Still had the plastic on the handle and the bar code was still on it.
Left the shorts and by that time about two dozen boats, and went hunting something with size. Headed to the oyster bars down the river. Didn't take long out towards the East River to know we didn't need to be there. Wind was howling. Chalk did catch one short Red. Tried to get up on plane once and the water broke over the port side of the boat and soaked my buddy Chalk completly.


We dicided to head in shortly after that. Final tally was one Speck, four White Trout, three Mangrove Snapper, a new rod and reel, and a sore arm from catching so many short Trout. For me, the most fun I've had in a while. Got to meet some of the fellers from the BB site.

