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Don't know about y'all but I am seriously thinking about talking to George Carlin and having him add one more dirty word to his ultimate dirty words list .......... WIND.
As of this writing, we have experienced 12 consecutive days with sustained winds of at least 25mph. Most of these days contained gusts between 35 and 40. Enough already!!
Y'all also know that when you plan a fishing trip well in advance that nothing is going to keep you from fishing no matter what happens. Such was the case again the past couple of days for some new friends from Houston and Dallas.
Met up with Jeff, Brian, Mike and the rest of the crew Thursday night (sorry, I'm terrible with names). I told them I would pick them up at the end of the pier in front of the house they were staying in at 6:15am. A few sacrifices to the wind gods and it was off to bed for some rest.
I arrived at the end of the pier Friday morning at 6:10am and the winds were actually tolerable for the first time in 2 weeks. Forecast was for the winds to pick up substantially before noon so I knew we would have to hit our best areas early.
Stop #1 looked promising with numerous slicks popping up all over the shallow rocks we were wading near. Everyone seemed to be hooking up on a consistent basis but all the fish were small. I hooked up on a big trout on a pink Skitterwalk but unfortunately she broke my heart when she pulled loose from the hooks about a minute into the fight. Rat reds and dink trout prevailed after that and I decided to head for spot #2.
The bite was a little slower here but the size was definitely improving. Jeff was patiently working a color change with a Super Spook and was soon rewarded with a vicious blowup. He set the hook and the big fish promptly stuck her tail high in the air as if to wave goodbye to us. However, Jeff was more than up to the task as he eased the big fish in. As he finally got a grip on the fish, we saw she was just barely hooked, but she was his and headed for a date with chef Mike later that night.
As of this writing, we have experienced 12 consecutive days with sustained winds of at least 25mph. Most of these days contained gusts between 35 and 40. Enough already!!
Y'all also know that when you plan a fishing trip well in advance that nothing is going to keep you from fishing no matter what happens. Such was the case again the past couple of days for some new friends from Houston and Dallas.
Met up with Jeff, Brian, Mike and the rest of the crew Thursday night (sorry, I'm terrible with names). I told them I would pick them up at the end of the pier in front of the house they were staying in at 6:15am. A few sacrifices to the wind gods and it was off to bed for some rest.
I arrived at the end of the pier Friday morning at 6:10am and the winds were actually tolerable for the first time in 2 weeks. Forecast was for the winds to pick up substantially before noon so I knew we would have to hit our best areas early.
Stop #1 looked promising with numerous slicks popping up all over the shallow rocks we were wading near. Everyone seemed to be hooking up on a consistent basis but all the fish were small. I hooked up on a big trout on a pink Skitterwalk but unfortunately she broke my heart when she pulled loose from the hooks about a minute into the fight. Rat reds and dink trout prevailed after that and I decided to head for spot #2.
The bite was a little slower here but the size was definitely improving. Jeff was patiently working a color change with a Super Spook and was soon rewarded with a vicious blowup. He set the hook and the big fish promptly stuck her tail high in the air as if to wave goodbye to us. However, Jeff was more than up to the task as he eased the big fish in. As he finally got a grip on the fish, we saw she was just barely hooked, but she was his and headed for a date with chef Mike later that night.
