I had to drag out my "I can go at a moment's notice" list this morning. I had a late cancellation and after having a very successful scouting trip the day before, I was not going to waste the effort.
I eventually had to guarantee Todd Smith that he would catch a speck over five pounds to get him to drive over, but I felt the odds were pretty good so I did just that. If it didn't happen, I promised to help him finish burying a water line all day tomorrow. Is that a hell of a deal or what?
The wind was blowing in the exact opposite direction today, but the water had cleared up enough overnight to fish the other side of the lake. We caught seven solid trout before Todd broke his personal best by three pounds. The speck was a tad shy of 28 inches long and weighed a little over 8-pounds on the Boga Grip. He can dig his own ditch now!
I don't think he ever actually touched the fish. He held it up with the Boga, I took the picture with his cell phone....I hope, and we released her. He wasn't overly excited about his fish, but If it is possible to be disappointed about catching an eight pound trout...I was. Shortly after he caught his big fish, I thought that I had finally topped the 10 pound mark for the first time in too many years.
We have gone through quite a few 25 to 28 inch fish recently and this big trout absolutely stoned a chartreuse-gold Catch V in less than two feet of water. She was just over 30-inches with her tail closed on the check-it stick so I decided to weigh her before putting her back. She didn't look skinny, but she didn't weigh anymore than Todd's fish. She must have been on a lo-cal mullet diet. I sure wasted a long fish.
When I balked at the idea of leaving the trout to hunt a redfish for the pit, Todd called it a day and I took him back to the landing. He was more excited about going white perch fishing this weekend on T-Bend than his trout. He must have known something. I ran back out and never got bit again.
We had an even better day yesterday. Following the unreal storm before daylight, the wind just howled out of the west until about 2 o'clock. The water was exceptionally high and we picked up everything from plastic bags to 6 gallon gas tanks floating on the flats. There were several new floaters between Sidney and Stewts and a partially submerged wall or skid in the middle of the ICW by West Pass. I marked two of the floaters today with green detergent bottles, but I didn't see the skid.
Both redfish and trout were feeding in 2 to 3 feet of water all afternoon. Our largest trout was only 5 1/2 pounds, but we caught a lot of nice fish. Larry Strickland called us over right after catching and releasing his first eight-pound fish, but he air mailed his favorite Corky looking for a better fish today. He will get more and he will be back. He has paid his dues this year and has turned loose a pile of big trout looking for one double digit fish. He felt like he had a swing at one yesterday, but it pulled off after a long fight.
The water clarity is not great, but still clear enough. The surface temperature has been between 63 and 66 degrees all week. The fish I have been on have moved farther out into the lake each day with the warmer temperatures. Weather permitting, I have a full book next week so I doubt that I will fish this weekend. Be safe and mark any floaters if you can.
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