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I live a couple miles away so I fish there every day. Here is a message I was typing in a PM but decided to put it on the board:
Normally at GISP I hit the deep channels but now that the tides have been consistently higher and keeping water in the back marshes, the bait have moved back and the reds/trout have followed.
I always wanted a yak but I am so ADD that if i had a fast mode of transportation I would miss a lot of good spots. I see yakers always moving around and what I have found to be most productive is find a place with bait and stand there. Make sure its at a spot at the opening of a little cove/bayou. This way you can have a good chance of casting to each side of the grassline, away from the bayou, inside the bayou etc. By not moving (at all) you let the bait fish relax and the reds/trout put the hurt on finger mullet. It is also amazing how quiet everything is (even compared to moving as slow as possible). You can hear mullet jumping so far away that you cant even see where it was once your eyes get in that direction.
The other day I posted that I saw my first tailing red and also caught a red on topwater for the first time. Well, for once, I actually stuck to a plan, which is walk the grass lines and find a good spot, and stand still for 30 minutes (maybe move my feat to change direction, but literally not move left/right front/back 2 feet.
Friday night I lost something that was huge. I think it was a giant trout, like textbook trophy. I was casting across a finger point with a top water and it was 2 hours after sun was down. I heard the tell tail gunshot CRACK of a trout. I threw the topwater in the same spot and worked closely and all hell broke loose.... Thing started ripping line much harder compared to the 28in red I caught on a topwater the day before. After 30 seconds and a couple really really long hard runs, the line went loose. I almost cried!! I thoought that it broke my line, knot came undone, leader got cut off from a hook.... nope. It broke two of the three hooks off the treble. Bent them and broke em... And these were new nickel plated mustad trebles. It was the "real" one that got away.
The rest of the weekend was uneventful and most, if not all action took place 1 before sunset and into the night. Someone said "the freaks come out at night," and I believe em. From Thurs to Sunday, a total of 8 reds all upper slot (25-28in) were caught and released as well as multiple trout to 25in. Out of all the fish caught, I only caught one undersized fish, a rat (19in, barely a "rat") red. Had a lot of hits on the hackberry but nothing to write home about. All fish taken on topwaters, chart black spook Jr, pink skitter walk, orange skitterwalk. All fish caught in less than 2ft of water
PS.. Shallowist: was that you on Saturday evening at the bottom of Dana's?
Normally at GISP I hit the deep channels but now that the tides have been consistently higher and keeping water in the back marshes, the bait have moved back and the reds/trout have followed.
I always wanted a yak but I am so ADD that if i had a fast mode of transportation I would miss a lot of good spots. I see yakers always moving around and what I have found to be most productive is find a place with bait and stand there. Make sure its at a spot at the opening of a little cove/bayou. This way you can have a good chance of casting to each side of the grassline, away from the bayou, inside the bayou etc. By not moving (at all) you let the bait fish relax and the reds/trout put the hurt on finger mullet. It is also amazing how quiet everything is (even compared to moving as slow as possible). You can hear mullet jumping so far away that you cant even see where it was once your eyes get in that direction.
The other day I posted that I saw my first tailing red and also caught a red on topwater for the first time. Well, for once, I actually stuck to a plan, which is walk the grass lines and find a good spot, and stand still for 30 minutes (maybe move my feat to change direction, but literally not move left/right front/back 2 feet.
Friday night I lost something that was huge. I think it was a giant trout, like textbook trophy. I was casting across a finger point with a top water and it was 2 hours after sun was down. I heard the tell tail gunshot CRACK of a trout. I threw the topwater in the same spot and worked closely and all hell broke loose.... Thing started ripping line much harder compared to the 28in red I caught on a topwater the day before. After 30 seconds and a couple really really long hard runs, the line went loose. I almost cried!! I thoought that it broke my line, knot came undone, leader got cut off from a hook.... nope. It broke two of the three hooks off the treble. Bent them and broke em... And these were new nickel plated mustad trebles. It was the "real" one that got away.
The rest of the weekend was uneventful and most, if not all action took place 1 before sunset and into the night. Someone said "the freaks come out at night," and I believe em. From Thurs to Sunday, a total of 8 reds all upper slot (25-28in) were caught and released as well as multiple trout to 25in. Out of all the fish caught, I only caught one undersized fish, a rat (19in, barely a "rat") red. Had a lot of hits on the hackberry but nothing to write home about. All fish taken on topwaters, chart black spook Jr, pink skitter walk, orange skitterwalk. All fish caught in less than 2ft of water
PS.. Shallowist: was that you on Saturday evening at the bottom of Dana's?
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