Wednesday, August 17, 2016

If you can do something - no matter how small - you should.

That's been one of my motto's for a few years now.  If your heart breaks for South Louisiana and the 200,000 residents who are not back home yet please consider donations to First Presbyterian Church of Baton Rouge:

Saturday, July 16, 2016

Been Awhile

It's time for a confession.  I've been busy and that is a large part of why I haven't been blogging.  Part two of that confession is the trips I've had have been rough.  This may be the toughest year in the last 10 (actually no may about it has been the toughest since I started fishing again actively 11 years ago).

But I've still been getting out there and seeing some nice stuff in the wild.  Meeting great folks.  And I've been learning through it all.

So this past week I got back out to an old favorite spot Point Aux Chene.  Have some new friends there at PAC Kayak Rentals.  They really take good care of their customers.  They have ice, bait, event kayaks to rent - and they do "Mother Shipping" for a fee.  The launch is nicely laid out.  Keep in mind the launch fee is $5 per kayak - I guess the market is catching up with us.  None the less great folks.  Very nice set up.
Make sure your gear is stowed as you launch the angle is a bit steep.

So I headed out into some familiar spots.  Teamed up with another guy to corner a school of trout.  Topwater for school trout is hard on the arm!  That's all they would eat so it was twitch twitch smack twitch twitch smack about five times a cast every third cast I'd get a fish every fifth fish was a keeper.  So after about 45 minutes and six fish in the bag I headed out to my original destination!

An interesting shot from the topwater bite this needle fish just couldn't stand the pain:

It was a stout 2.4 mile paddle with the reroute around "Alligator Alley" (a very narrow canal with a few gators in it) to my targeted area.  Along the way I was stopped by a very polite lease holder and told I was on a Duck Lease.   Fortunately we were both calm and reasonable and I was given permission to fish for the day and move on through.

One fun moment was watching this shrimp work his way back off the boat:

It took him about five hops and he finally made it over the side.

Then I arrived at my destination.  It was AWESOME.  I didn't take as many pictures as I should but lets just say the fish were practically crawling on top of the grass.  I saw 3 fish with backs out of the water almost immediately.  and it was on:

first fish was a bruiser at about 30 inches.  Had to chase him around this grass flat.  I had about 1 inch of water above the grass mat to paddle.  It's fun but it's hard fishing.  I released this guy back into the wild.

Next fish was also nice and obviously exposed to view another beauty at about 25 inches:

And then a blind cast into a small area without grass produced 24 inch monster:

They were all fat as can be and full of crabs when I opened them up to see what was inside.  They are eating very well.

Caught another little guy that didn't merit a picture.  Then I scouted around until a storm ran me home.  It was a tough paddle in but it was worth it as the fishing had been sublime.

God bless you all and have a great summer!

Tuesday, April 5, 2016

Spring Fling

Well it's been a tough tournament season so far.  First tournament was a complete bust think I was around 60th!  Maybe my worst finish ever.  Second tournament felt like a bust so bad I have no visual evidence that it even happened.  25 mile per hour winds, a plan that was sadly off track, and discovering great fish too late added up for frustration.  However I still placed 8th out of 90 anglers.  I guess I can live with that but I needed a free day.

So I went fishing yesterday - just for me.  Here's the key results:

Monday, February 1, 2016

2 People, 2 Fish - Perfect!

Sometimes you set out with a particular plan in mind.  That was the case Saturday.  Two of my favorite fishing buddies wanted to land their biggest fish.  I set out a plan.  Friday I tested it and saw what looked like the biggest redfish I had ever seen.  I would have estimated it well over 40" but really what did I have to go on?  I knew it was really big probably bigger than any I've caught.

So we set off Saturday morning with high expectations and after a little talk decided we were 100% committed to getting big fish. So back to the scene of what I called "The Red Whale".  So we entered a small dead end canal and I sent them down each side to spots where I had seen two different monster reds.

Robyn had the first hook up - but we were pretty dismayed as it spit the hook.  Although I had seen fish three times in this canal I was concerned that all three sightings were one fish.  I held back this concern and they fished on.

Then Robyn approach the area where this monster had actually chased bait and revealed its huge tail to me as it breached and sure enough - the drag started to scream!

It was awesome to watch her fight this fish from a standing position and nail the transition to sitting.

The fight of a lifetime was on but Robyn was up to the challenge and after about 10 minutes the beast began to tire.

As you can see it was towing her 14 foot Pro Angler like it was nothing.

Netting fish this size is no laughing matter.  Many a net has died in the process!

"I'm going to hug him and squeeze him and call him George!"  Robyn's 40.5 inch red was massive.  and it's quite the process just to measure a beast like this one.  So hugging and squeezing is necessary.

Then we decided it was time to get Lee on a fish and we made a move to a local Bay where I consistently catch giant reds this time of year.

Well it wasn't exactly according to plan when I caught the next red.

Normally a 34 inch red would feel like a big fish.  This one feels a little small.  But Beautiful.

Now it's Lee's turn I direct him to the same area I was in and get him started and it isn't long before he's asking, "Is that a fish or is that the bottom?"

He's moving at a pretty good clip.  as he closes the gap between us I'd say he's cruising at 3mph under fish power.  I know it's a good fish.

Watch your hands!

Again measuring a fish like this is quite the workout:

Is it just me or does he look like a man holding a new born baby?  Just sayin'.

And enjoy the moment - release that fish:

So technically Robyn won the day by .5 inches.  But I would say this couple "won the weekend".  I suspect they will spend the rest of their lives trying to match those two fish.

In closing remember the Sabbath was made for man not man for the Sabbath.  We all need rest.  For many of us that rest will look quite and thoughtful because our weeks are busy and hectic but for many of us they will look like a 10 mile paddle to catch a fish of a lifetime.  Remember too that the Sabbath - the true Sabbath is for worship.  Enjoy all that God has made then give him the Glory for he has done great things!

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