With that said, an afternoon negative low, unrestricted sun, a north wind and cooling water temps equates to sight fishing porn. So, me leaves the office for points south. On the water at 1:30 and find that the north wind has ushered more water out than expected. Even better. The fish are at the edge of their environment with nowhere else to go. Five minutes into my first drift I come tight on my first red. Power pole down and I release her after a few quick runs. I get back to the forward platform, assume the position and prepare to move on. Before I get the pole out of the sand, three more reds start to work up the bar at about 100 feet. I wait for what seems like an eternity for the fish to get in range and finally drop a cast a few feet in front of the lead fish. The fly barely gets wet before he inhales it. I strip strike him and feel weight and then nothing. He looks around as if to say, "What the hell was that?"
Quickly put another cast down and this time one of his mates is first to the table. I stay glued and red number two is released. I sat on anchor in that spot for another 30 minutes as reds, sheepies, ladyfish, pompano and sharks cruised up that bar. Released six more reds, got frustrated by a dozen or so sheepies, and then moved on down the flat. 2:30 and the water has about dropped out. I continue to see reds in water that leaves them as embarrassingly obvious as a Jeff Bowden coached offense. If you don't know, that means that I, the opposing team, and the 80,000 fans in the Doak know where their going and what their doing. Half back off tackle, full back dive, jump ball on the edges, etc.
I digress. Back to the reds. The fish continued to eat well for the remainder of my day. Most of them were singles cruising over sand in a foot or less of water. All of them ate a chartreuse over white or brown over olive clouser. Ended the day at 4:30 with probably 20 fish between 18 and 24 inches. Also got a 17 inch flounder by accident (he was laid up next to a red). Threw flies at 30 or 40 Sheepies and stuck one.
Didn't see a single trout. No pics as I forgot the camera in my rush to get on the water. Sorry.
