I think we wound up with 6 or so big fish that first day. Even a few on a HUGE popper that i was convinced wouldn't work. When the first fish came up and inhaled the popper it sounded like a gunshot. I screamed, ripped the fly away from the fish and dribble pissed my self all at the same time.
The second day found it a little windier and cloudy, but the fish didn't seem to care.
Hit a little traffic on the way out, a little sporty in a 16.
New personal best redfish on a flyrod at 30 lbs.
Day 3 greeted us a bit scarier.
After watching the radar, we decided to go give it a shot. The first 30 min or so running out was bad, then we could see the back side of the front passing. I never would have guessed what would happen next. The wind slowed and the sun came out!
Day 3, another new best, 33 lbs.
Tyler even got a nice shot at a big fish belly crawling in the back of a pond.
We had heard this fish eating, but couldn't see it around the grass. It was so loud we had dismissed it as ducks splashing around. Wrong.
All in all a fantastic trip. It has been quite an adjustment coming home to Mosquito Lagoon's smaller smarter fish. good food, and got to meet some good people.
Elizabeth's in New Orleans breakfast, mmmmm Praline bacon.
Piggy's BBQ in Tallahassee.
Had to stop for Boudin.
Merry Christmas, and have a happy new year.