I can't recall having a better day and enjoying it less than I did today. It was both colder and wetter than I anticipated and the fog never lifted. I have wasted two good scouting trips this week. We scouted half a day Wednesday so that I could get back in and get things together for a talk at the Golden Triangle CCA Chapter membership drive in Beaumont that evening. As usual, the food was great and they had a very good turnout.
We caught fish on topwaters, Catch V's, swim baits, and under the birds. We caught redfish, trout, and flounder. When I got home that night, I learned that my trip for the next day had been canceled due to a bad weather forecast. The weather was indeed bad, but not nearly as bad as today!
And then it started raining!
I fished alone today only because I couldn't think of anyone that I disliked enough to ask them to fish in those conditions. By the time I decided I just wasn't that mad at the fish, I had on my wade jacket, a wet under armor shirt that I found in my rod locker, and two slicker suits!
On the first cast of the day my cell phone rang and I dug it out with out reeling in my lure. When I finished the call I tightened up the line and discovered that a four pound flounder had caught itself. I put that fish back and caught 2 slot reds pretty quickly. At that time, the fog was bad and a north east wind was blowing, but it was just drizzling.
I ran out into the lake and stumbled up on 5 or 6 gulls just south of East Pass working over a big school of redfish. I caught several before I realized it was raining much harder. I continued to do the "just one more" thing until I was really wet and put on the first set of rain gear over the wade jacket. When I couldn't get warm, I took everything off, put on the wet shirt and the extra set of rain gear.
I think I was warmer at that point, but I spotted another group of birds and hung with a school of very solid trout until I just couldn't stand it any longer. Oddly enough, I never caught a trout mixed with the reds nor a red running with the trout. I don't know what the reds were feeding on, but the trout were chasing shrimp to the surface well after the gulls disappeared in the fog.
I don't know what the temperature was, but I was freezing my tail off and could not believe the water temperature was 64 degrees. The runoff may eventually dirty up the water, but the river and the north end of the lake were still clear. It proved to be yet another wasted scouting trip, however, as we canceled tomorrow rather than endure another cold rainy day.
If you can hang in those conditions, I think the fish will do their thing again tomorrow. I don't know for sure that it mattered, but I caught every fish on a baby bass colored 5-inch Assassin swim bait rigged on a quarter ounce screw lock head. The reds would probably have eaten anything, but I threw several other tails that I usually do well with at the trout and they would not hit them. I fished an outgoing tide the entire time.
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