There may have been a few folks that pressed the issue Saturday, but fishing Sabine on Sunday was not an option. The wind and rain made it tough to simply run from the truck to the front porch of the Church Sunday morning and the weather was only cranking up at that point. Fortunately, we didn't get nearly as much local rain as other parts of the state.
Water was even higher than this when we returned each day prior to the weekend rain.
I am hoping that the saving grace in yet another major rain event will be that a solid week of storm surge tides pushed a phenomenal amount of saltier water upriver. The fact that the lake level on Toledo Bend was low will help some as well. By the end of last week we had to wade out and mark the launch with a portable metal sign to be sure we wouldn't back over the dock. Even with what was supposed to be an outgoing tide, the water was still rising by the time we quit each day!
Glen started the morning off right.
The bite changed for us every day, but in spite of the ridiculously high water the catching was good. The birds worked well the early part of the week only to all but disappear once the wind became a daily problem. From about mid-week on we spent most of our time fishing the protected Louisiana shoreline. Both the flounder and reds were either in the flooded grass or close to it chasing shrimp and finger mullet.
We caught most of our fish on Usual Suspect Swim baits, She Dogs, and 4-inch Sea Shads rigged weedless on Assassin Swim hooks. Chicken on a chain and Stinky Pink were easily our two most productive colors. The way the rest of this year has gone I would not be surprised if we get ten inches of snow by the end of the week. It seems that every time we make enough adjustments to figure out the bite, everything changes and we are back to square one.
Storm surge didn't slow the redfish down any.
The following is a prime example of "What the heck is going on?" We left 16 to 19 inch trout and slot reds biting virtually every cast last Wednesday and had it not been for a couple of gulls I would have never even tried the spot. The tide was pouring in so hard that you couldn't get off the troll motor, but the shrimp decided it was time to leave the marsh anyway. It was not unlike sitting smack in the middle of kindergartners with all the ice cream they could eat and no parents in sight.. The following day, we fished the same spot and same conditions. but not a single shrimp showed up and even the live bait fishermen couldn't catch a fish!
We' start all over tomorrow and we'll see what effect the rain had on the ever changing game. The water was lower at the dock this morning than it was prior to the rain.
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