Picked up Nick, Whitt, and Chad earlier this week and hit
the hallowed fishing grounds of the Hampton. These guys have fished all over
the southeast and have decided to bring their 22 ft fishing machine to the
Golden Isles, and call it their home port. We were out for a little recon of the area, to
pretty much get the lay of the land. We
started off with plastics and live shrimp under the corks, and got into some
trout pretty quick. A lot of short
trout, but trout are showing up finally!
Then we headed into the skinny, and the redfish were home. This is where the whole meaning of negative
lows comes into play. We decided to get out, before staying in with the reds
for the next 4 hours. Hard to leave them
biting, but we had other fish to fry…specifically whiting. Out to the sloughs in the sound and the bite
was on. The sharks have found their way back home as well. Some fat whiting later (many with roe), some
healthy bonnetheads, and one mega ray that got our hopes up, we headed back to
the dock. These guys were a blast to
fish with, and were masters at some good natured ribbing (I will be using some
of that material btw). I know I’ve said
it before, but I don’t think there is another group of people that loves life
more than the fisherman. Thanks guys for
another great day on the marsh!
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