We planned to head north and try a few honey holes that usually hold a few Reds, then on to a few more that we always try for Trout. As we turned the corner at the fishing dock, we found 2 to 3 foot seas white capping, and winds howling. After running a couple of miles in Hard Knox's 17 foot Carolina Skiff, there was not a dry thread on us. I mean all the way down to my drawers. We gave up about half way into the run, dropped down off plane, and tried to fish.
Making a long stoy short, we fished until about 3:30 in the afternoon. We caught dozens of shorts on various baits. Had eight or nine cutoffs, lost another five or six large Trout at the boat, including the largest Spainish that I'd seen in years. Caught nine or ten good size sharks, and a couple dozen small sharks. Caught fish from two foot of water, all the way out to eleven foot of water. The wind never laid down, it got worse, and the waves just got bigger as the day went on.
We ended up with seven keeper Trout, two Blue Fish, one Spainish, two Sharks, one Rock Bass, three Porgys, and an assortment of grunts. The weather was a bust, but the company on the boat was great. Nice Fathers Day gift for ole Papa from two great sons. What more could a father ask for.
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