After several days of targeting Redfish with some pretty astounding numbers for this time of year, I got a call from Greg from Atlanta who said he needed to put his two daughters, Madison and Kelsey, on some fish, and just needed to bend a rod. As much as I truly love to target Redfish, Trout and Flounder all year long, I was looking forward to dropping some shrimp to the bottom to do some Whiting fishing (I'm a closet Whiting fisherman from way back in the day when we used to chase the Whiting and Pompano along the surf in north Florida).
I was a little leary knowing that the water temps have warmed up, and didn't know what kind of numbers would be in the likely spots. Thank goodness the fish were there in good numbers. The girls began counting the Whiting and Croaker, but soon lost count. Greg's first drop produced two fish off the double dropper rig, and from then on it was all we could do to keep the girls baited up. Good sized Whiting, Croakers, Ladyfish, sharks and of course rays as well kept us busy all day. If a Croaker grew to be ten pounds, I believe he would pull you overboard.
Thursday, June 30, 2011
Had Mike, his son Jake and friend Nick on the boat yesterday (6-29-11). This was probably our best day for Redfish this past week as far as numbers go. Atlhough we only dug out one keeper, and had many very close, these guys caught Red after Red for about 2 hours. We had a pretty good breeze blowing, and we had to drop 1/8th jigs into a spot about the size of a pie platter. Once these guys started pinpointing those light jigs to the spot, it was an immediate hook up.
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Saturday, June 11, 2011
Today's plan was to change it up a little and fish new territory for multiple species using artificials. This was not Everett & Kalen's first rodeo, as they have fished the salt marshes not only in Georgia, but throughout the Southeast. The day started out good, with slot and oversized reds right off the bat.
Friday, June 10, 2011
Had a trip with Kirk from Macon on Thursday. Kirk is no stranger to the marsh, and is pretty much a fishin fool-like myself. Kirk has been goin to school and working the trauma center in Macon-putting in some long, long hours and days--and decided it was time to fish.