The bottom of the low tide was over as we motored out and turned right, west. Went out to 10 feet and drifted, nada. About 5 or so feet, hooked up with short trouts, all on white grubs with pink tails casted by my buddy.
I was giving some topwaters a try. It was perhaps the wrong place and time for that, right? Learnin'......
The I got a hit on my nice new She Dog. It was a lot of fun, and when it started jumpin', I saw it was a big but only saw the back or top of the fish. I didn't know right then that it was a lady fish. I was too excited to play it right with my light tackle.....
So my line broke.
bye bye She Dog! I saw the fish take it down. aggh. We ran into lots of bait pods in 4 or 5 feet, and the predator fish were having a slashing field day. So of course we casted into them, and it was all the lady fish you could stand.
And we kept gettin' short trout in between and around the pods.
Had a pin fish take a jig and put him out on the baitrunner. A while later something took the CT under and up and over and around. I screwed that up too, and ending up gettin the unseen critter to spit out the unhappy pinfish. I swear, it looked like the man in the brown suit, though we were pestered later by the gray lookin' fellas as we pulled in a couple small sharks, black tip.
Got a small black bass to release too.
Saw a sea turtle, that seemed to follow us; and porpoises too.
But we gave up in the withering heat before we got very close to any creeks. No trolling motor......
Stopped at the kayak store on the way home. Those babies look a bit heavy and bulky for me to lift solo up to the top of the 4Runner.....
It was a fine day. No keepers, but nice.
sounds like ya'll had some fun anyhow 
