Mixed Bag In The Blow

When Jim and I headed out we were a little nervous about the wind. I thought our worst fears were about to come true, when slowly but surely we started picking off fish.  A couple of trout here, a few flounder there and on it went.  Few more stops in the back of the creeks yielded some slot reds and a nice black drum.  Checked a wind- blown shell bar and some nice trout, slot and over sized reds showed up.  Jim pretty much put the hammer down and entered the land of a thousand casts…into the wind.  When we got back to the dock I was kind of surprised to see the nice mess of fish Jim had piled up, including a couple of real nice slams. There is going to be some fine eating back in West Virginia! Thanks Jim, I had a blast!