First Day Back, 10/17/09
Posted: October 18th, 2009, 5:30 pm
Well, two months after crushing my finger in a tractor accident, I finaly got a chance to go fishing this weekend. For those of you who fished the tourney Saturday, you know that this weekend wasn't exactly ideal. I took my girlfriend (Laurel) and put in at Keaton Beach, seeing as how there wasn't enough water to launch from anywhere else. The trip to the spot wasn't that bad even though it was pretty dang windy. As soon as we arrived, I spotted a big red Cajun Thunder bobbing around by itself. I Idled up close and got Laurel to reach in and grab it and BAM!, first redfish of the day! He was a 22 incher, not bad for not even having cast a lure yet. So if you've lost a big red C/T with a long leader and a 2/0 Gamagatsu recently, no worries, I've found it!
About 15 minutes later, I hear Laurel's drag start screaming. After a quick battle, she had a fat 24 inch red in the boat. This is about the time I realize that I've forgotten the camera, but my phone takes a pretty decent picture, so I took a few quick pics and went back to fishing. A little while later, I hook a nice redfish (23 incher), and in my excitement, release him before we get a picture. I caught one more red on the next cast, didn't measure him but he was around 19 or 20 inches. I deemed him "not pictureworthy" before releasing him.
So now we've got two reds in the boat, but I've got trout on my mind. I've been looking forward to a fish fry for a couple months now. We move out to a little bit deeper water (4-5 feet), and have fairly consistent action for an hour or so, but outside of the cove, the wind is whipping and we are freezing. After the third keeper trout, we decide we've had enough and start the trip back.
What would normally take 15 minutes, turned into an hour long boat ride into the 12-15 mph wind. (Keep in mind that we're in a little Riverhawk B-60.) Needless to say, I was drenched by the time we got back to the canal. (Notice I said that "I" was drenched, as the spray kept miraculously missing Laurel.)
All in all, it was good trip. Could've done without the wind, but hey, we got some fish! Not too bad for my first day back!
About 15 minutes later, I hear Laurel's drag start screaming. After a quick battle, she had a fat 24 inch red in the boat. This is about the time I realize that I've forgotten the camera, but my phone takes a pretty decent picture, so I took a few quick pics and went back to fishing. A little while later, I hook a nice redfish (23 incher), and in my excitement, release him before we get a picture. I caught one more red on the next cast, didn't measure him but he was around 19 or 20 inches. I deemed him "not pictureworthy" before releasing him.
So now we've got two reds in the boat, but I've got trout on my mind. I've been looking forward to a fish fry for a couple months now. We move out to a little bit deeper water (4-5 feet), and have fairly consistent action for an hour or so, but outside of the cove, the wind is whipping and we are freezing. After the third keeper trout, we decide we've had enough and start the trip back.
What would normally take 15 minutes, turned into an hour long boat ride into the 12-15 mph wind. (Keep in mind that we're in a little Riverhawk B-60.) Needless to say, I was drenched by the time we got back to the canal. (Notice I said that "I" was drenched, as the spray kept miraculously missing Laurel.)
All in all, it was good trip. Could've done without the wind, but hey, we got some fish! Not too bad for my first day back!
Holla! And hey I'd appreciate it if you'd return my CT and redfish...hehe