This fishing stuff sure can be funny. Started out Friday grabbing a quick limit of Reds and releasing some after that in gale force winds. Saturday blew pretty steady and we managed a dozen. Went out today and got a half dozen, and watched probably 40 or more stick their nose up at our offerings.
Saturday's trip with Skip, his son Nick and Jim was a Redfish mission. These guys have fished from New Orleans to New Jersey and about every place in between. We fished some pretty serious Redfish stuff, but only found a decent bite in two holes. We had a great time, as we had to pull fish out of some pretty tight stuff. Thanks guys for puttin up with break offs, re-riggin' and generally toughing it out for a dozen good ones.
Today we ran out with James, David, Alan and Colton...four generations of fine folks from just south of Atlanta. We stuck ourselves in a creek that I had been scouting that was wall to wall Redfish. We watched Redfish after Redfish swim by our offerings, while ony managing to scrape out half a dozen fish. It was still pretty neat to watch these guys sight cast to cruising Reds while swallowing sand gnats that were absolutely horrendous. While everbody got in on the action, the youngest member of the clan, Colton, wound up with big fish honors pulling out a perfect 22 and 99/100s inch Red.
After 30 years of dragging folks around the marsh in Florida and Georgia, I can honestly tell you that there are no finer folks than those from the Peach State. I'm truly blessed to fish with folks who love and appreciate being "out there" as much as I do...and this weekend's group of folks just reinforced that again. Thanks guys. Have a happy and safe Thanksgiving everybody!