The first stop was at a favorite gap, in which I have caught
quite a few speckled trout. The trout weren’t there and the only bites we had
were small sheephead. An airboat of duck hunters came in and ran right over our
lines and so I flipped them off as there were plenty of other places to cross
in shallow water.
I have duck hunted and it isn’t just some duck hunters, it’s
really anyone that is a complete and self centered ass*^&@. So we wound in
our lines and paddled further into the mouth, heading for another pass. As we
rowed we saw several pairs of oyster catchers and were even treated to watching
a pair perform their mating dance.
Reaching the next channel we cast out but no fish bothered
our lines and it was ok, just a nice lazy day on St Charles Bay. Heading back
we turned the canoe to the outside of the oyster bars and again we were treated
to birds that didn’t mind our nearness.
Willets and a long billed curlew were just some of the usual
fare, but it was still a treat to be so close. Reaching the first pass
another pair of oyster catchers entertained us and Renita even caught several
sheephead. Releasing them our daughter called and so we talked about her new
job.
I nearly fell asleep until the seat back collapsed and
dumped me into a prone position into the canoe. I had to laugh as I have
started a diet and it’s pretty obvious that I need to lose more weight when the
seats breakJ.
Returning to that put in point, we loaded the boat but our
bird watching wasn’t yet over. Three rosette spoonbills waded and fed in
shallow water and Renita’s camera snapped away. It had been a nice day, a lazy
day really, and that’s okay as sometimes it not about the fish, but instead a
relaxing day on the water. Clear skies.
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