Whiting...the new bream!!!!!

[DuctTapeKing]

SO I wake up Saturday Morning with my 2 1/2 y/o saying..."daaaddy time to get up....sausage and eggs" And this was repeated until the boy had a good breakfast. We had a big day ahead of us at St. George Island. My wife, our 8 month old (Colden), My 2 y/o (Jaxson) and myself got on the road as early as possible when traveling with kids, Oh I'd say about 9:30. I bring a rod as always, but not expect to even wet the line. We meet some friends at the SGI state park and get busy digging holes, spashing, and walking in the surf up to my sons chest. My wife and the other couples seem to be handling all the children well and my expertise in child watching doesn't seem to be needed. My wife give me the wink and the nod that I might be able to slip off. I grap my light tackle rod with a jig on it and no leader and a couple of soft plastics. I walk 300 hundred yards down the beach and see something scury in the wet sand under my feet. SO I dig in and low and behold the sand fleas are back!!!!! I hook on a sand flea and decided to fish with him right where I caught him. First cast...whiting, next cast whiting, and so on. I had a good 45 minutes of catching and realeasing whiting. They eat up good and are easy to catch, even for the novice (which I am not), So if your not much of a fisherman I suggest bring your kids to SGI throw out a line with a frozen shrimp weight enought to get hold it on the bottom and have fun with them. I figure I might better not abuse this hall pass, hopefully she wont count this as a fishing trip for me, so I decide to head back. I figure I'd slowly walk back knee deep throwing the soft plastic. I figure if anything hits it It'll cut my 8 lb line. Second cast my rod bends as soon as my jig hits the water, and the line doesn't get cut. I get this fish to shore and to my suprise it is a 18" trout, and fat. I let some tourists look at her and decide I'm just not equiped to keep this fish so I'll have to catch her another day. she swims off and I cast my line to the same general area. Two casts later my rod bends and my line screams. Then about 30 yards offshore I see the tell tale sign all trout fisher men know. This mad as hell fish comes to the surface. Its thrashing on top, it accually looks like a mean as hell dog trying to bite his own tale off. I get the fish in and it's a 25" trout, caught surf side. Well this must be a sign from god that he wants me to eat trout tonight. So I grab this big fish by the gills and walk down the beach. I sure my chest was puffed out a bite. I must have had 15 people stop me to ask about the fish. I got him home, showed my buddie how to clean a fish and had some great fish taco's the next day.
OK Temp was a little bite warmer than Wakulla Springs, wind was out of the south west, water seemed fairly clear, and the tide was rising and I was happy to have a great day at the beach with the three F's.......family, friends and fish. And I didn't have to use any duct tape!!!

[Sir reel]

Good job DT Very nice job of reporting as well. Thanks.

[Second Chance]

Great read and like you said you probably didn't even use up a kitchen pass

[dave7]

Nice writeup - Thanks! Sounds like a great trip to the beach.

[mjsigns]

WTG

[2true]

Sticky situation!