Fall Fun

I had Josh and company yesterday morning for a 3/4 day trip.   We ended up with a decent , we didn’t set the world on fire, but we caught plenty of fish.  It just seemed like every bite was 15 minutes apart.   We caught a handful of drum, specks, greys, skate, pig fish, pin fish, lizard fish, and I’m probably missing some other random species in there.   Enjoyable day with this crew – thank you guys for fishing with me!  Here is one of Joshs over slot drum that had some serious shoulders on him. Beautiful fish!

Heading to Nova Scotia tomorrow for a short getaway with my wife!  I will be back on the 22nd.  Plenty of open dates in October.  The rest of September is almost slam full.  Call me to book your trip!

Dougs boys

After the fiasco Doug and I had on Saturday (along with the epic fishing) Doug decided that he wanted his boys to get on in some of this awesome drum fishing we have.    So I had Doug and his two sons yesterday afternoon for some more drum action.

Conditions were not ideal for sight fishing – it was very windy with scattered rain and murky water.   I had a good feeling we could catch them on bait though.   We sat up at my favorite little bait spot and sure enough 5 minutes later the first rod is doubled over, then a couple minutes later BOOM another bite.  Game on!   We had pretty steady action for a couple hours.

We ran out of bait  so I got the cast net and went out and netted a few more mullet – enough to get us through the last hour of light.  We sat back up with fresh mullet and soaked them for a little bit longer.  The action wasn’t as hot as it was before but we still managed 2 drum bites (1 came undone) a bluefish, and a small trout.  The last drum bite came just in time, after the longest drought without a bite (maybe 20 mins).  So after we released the buzzer beater fish we cruised home while watching a beautiful sunset over the sound.  Great afternoon ,thanks guys!

Roller Coaster

Wow, today was pretty crazy.  This morning Doug joined me for a morning of drum fishing.   We tried the trout for a minute first thing in the morning, but pulled a few off and flopped one off by the boat.   We had drum on our minds.

We got to the flats and started tossing spoons.   Covered a little ground with no bites.   The wind was calm, the sky was blue, the sound was empty.  We were going to have a great day no matter what!

After about 30 minutes with no bites we headed on to the next flat.  As soon as we arrived we came across a pack of 6 HUNGRY puppy drum.  Doug puts a perfect shot right in the mix and they all fight for it before one finally commits and comes tight.  The ice was broke and we were pumped.

We proceeded to scan the flats from the tower – looking for another pack of fish.   It didn’t come for another hour.   With the slick calm conditions we were able to see a mile.  Out in the distance I saw a fish tailing.  Nose in the grass and tail sticking straight up.   We don’t see this very often….. Then there was another , and another , and another – they were tailing all over the place!  It was the most epic sight I have seen in a long time.  We were the only boat in sight and we were staring at tailing reds all over a oil slick grass flat.  Jackpot!

The fish were too shallow to access by boat, so I dropped the Power Pole and we started wading.   We walked around scanning the horizon for orange tails, picking out targets to try to entice a bite.  They were a bit tricky to get to bite, but we made it happen and it was all time.   Such an epic experience, Until……..

We get back to the boat to wrap up the trip after some hoots, hollers, and high fives.  Only to be greeted by a boat that was sitting to shallow to budge.  The tide had kept on falling, and stupid me got so tied up in what we were doing that I didn’t even think about it.  So there we sat, in the middle of the sound, nobody in sight, and high and dry. Shit!

To add to the situation, we had a pretty large squall forming to our west, and it appeared to be heading our way.   It was a pretty helpless feeling to be out there with nowhere to go and nowhere to hide.  Not a great situation.   Fortunately, I know alot of people with boats, and alot of them are in there boats – everyday.   I called  Bryan and he came to the rescue.   We walked out and met him at the channel and headed in.   I went back later in my kayak to pick up my boat and head in – after the tide had come up.

You live and learn, and today – I learned.   We brushed it off and planned out our next trip together.  I really enjoyed meeting and spending the morning with Doug and I am looking forward to a long time friendship.  Here is Doug with one of his Drum today.

Bay Cobia and Reds at home

Made another trip up to the bay this week.  This time my brother and I headed up for in an effort to catch a cobia on fly – a first for both of us.  The day started off great – we started seeing them right away.  Catching a cobia on the fly is VERY hard.  We ended up having to break the ice with the spinning rod just to put one in the box.  We were seeing too many without a hook up.   Matt finally hooks a decent fish on fly, but had the fly line wrap up around the reel during the first run, POW.   That was a heartbreaker – I was so pumped.   We kept grinding away and caught a few more fish on spinning tackle.  Finally, I got back up on the tower with the fly rod and managed to catch my first cobia on fly.   It was a small one, but I was pumped!  Can’t wait to get back out there and try for a bigger one.

Had my buddy Matt Myatt on the boat this morning for a little puppy drum action.   We had to bounce around a little bit to find them but we managed to find some fish and wind on a few.  No matter what the wind forcast is when I take Matt fishing, it is always windy as hell.  Charters on Friday so stay tuned for more reports and thanks for checking!