I tried fishing two poles, one my usual slip bobber rig and
the other a Carolina rig, (a slip sinker rig the same as used for walleye).
However, the strong wind was blowing in one direction and the tide in another
so all I ended up doing was getting both rigs crossed in the worst tangle I have
had in quite a while.
Meanwhile Dave was adding to the fish on his stringer and
they were bigger than my just legal black drum. Laying one pole aside and using
the Carolina rig, I cast close to the oyster reef in really shallow water. Immediately
I had a bite and missed it but on the next cast I hooked a nice keeper black
drum. Another cast resulted in a missed fish and then I caught three redfish in
a row. The last one was a twenty-two-inch fish and it was my first legal red of
the year!
Earlier that morning, Dave had knocked on my door and asked if I wanted to go
fishing. Even though there was a dense fog advisory, I said yes as I knew he
would be cautious. After hooking up to his boat, we bought some live shrimp and
discussed the options. Either we could launch by the bridge and fish the
shoreline or we could go to the state park and try the old pier.
Either choice would let us stay in sight of land and so we
first headed to Goose Island State Park, (Dave also has a good gps chart and
fish finder). The good news was that the public fishing pier was being
repaired, but the bad news was that the heavy equipment was pounding supports
into place and the fish had disappeared. Still I managed to catch a legal black
drum.
After an hour without any more bites, the fog lifted, and we
were able to make a long run to one of Dave’s favorite spots. It’s a big oyster
reef that sometimes holds fish and several years ago we had caught a nice limit
of big legal-size black drum, (the black drum must be between fourteen and twenty-eight
inches to keep). After anchoring the boat several times, we finally figured out
where we could fish without being blown onto the reef.
He had made another wise decision and we spent the rest of
the day adding to the stringer until we had our limit of ten black drum and on
redfish. Now it was time to head back, show off the fish and clean them.
Black drum are ne of my favorite fish to eat and the white
and brown pelicans swam below the cleaning station fighting for any scraps,
(the white pelican will even swallow the whole carcass and will swim away with
the tail sticking out of their big beaks!
A great blue heron and an egret stood by as gulls flew
overhead. You have to watch the fillets carefully as gulls will swoop down and
steal a fillet if they get a chance, while the others will walk over and steal
one from your cooler.
It is always a good day, whether or not you catch fish and,
on the way, back we were rewarded with the sight of a pair of whooper cranes on
the Blackjack Peninsula. So, the question now was black drum in a lemon/caper cream
sauce, or parmesan crusted and lemon panko baked fillets?
Thanks Dave for the great day!
Clear skies
A catching story is always better than a fishing story.
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