Tweet
Mon, 9/13 4:30 am my son and I headed to West Bay to enjoy the water and some good ol wade fishing, on the way there I was telling him about this wave pak device that fits on the power pole and keeps the waves from dislodging the power pole. At any rate we launch in Chocolate Bayou about 5:40 and make the long run to Kenny's reef. East wind but nothing insane, barometer up over 30 and some chop. Well, I park the boat on the west side of the reef (bad idea) put the power pole down and we jump out anxious to fish, after wading about 150 yards from the boat at 6:30 am sun coming up, I look and the boat looks 250 yards away, think it's just my eyes playing tricks on me in the early light, a few minutes later, look back and the boat is 500 yards away. The boat is on a direct westwardly drift alone. Trey looks at me and says, I can catch it, I'm like maybe if its 100 yards away, but, no way and it's 8 feet just off the reef for a long way, I can replace my boat if needed can't replace my 22 year old son.
So, we continue to fish and wait and hope another boat comes by shortly.
The good news about being a weekday fisherman you don't have to deal with traffic, the bad news is if you ever needed help. It was well over an hour when we heard a boat, looked like a duck boat on the south shoreline, waving our arms we flagged him down, he came over and Trey loaded up with him, don't have any idea how many miles my boat drifted alone, possibly 5 or 6, I could not see it anymore nor could I see it when they went to retrieve it. I didn't get the name of the guy that came to help, he was working on a dredge, Thanks, I know Trey tipped you very well for the help, but thanks and thanks again.
So, got my boat back unharmed and ready to fish, did keep two nice fish a 23 and a fat 19 thinking, might be sushi later. Lets see, it's 9 ish and we decide to head north and see what bait movement is on the north shoreline, have a spot in mind, but, guesss what, another boat is on it, Ha, we jump out and wade well east of the other boat with no expectations, I have really never fished this part of the N shoreline, 2nd cast blow up, I was getting hammered and Trey would catch one every now and then, the first wade on that spot was till about 1230, no wind and flat, caught over 25 trout and 8 reds on top. After awhile, I was curious, was it the skitterwalk I had on, (my skills) or where I was fishing relative to him. So, as a good dad, I gave him this skitterwalk and yep, they liked it, I threw other colors, a pink baby skitterwalk was the 2nd choice of these fish.
We fished up and down that N shoreline till 700 pm, couldn't tell you how many blow ups, had a red steal my baby pink skitter only to see it floating later in the day, Ha I got it back too
We headed in, Trey wanted to clean the fish at the ramp, while washing the fish off at the cleaning table, he washed the new expensive filet knife in the bayou. Well he went in after it, got it back too, Ha
Fish cleaned, boat cleaned, showered and in bed at 1100,
All in all, we kept some fish, released a bunch for another day, had blow ups that got your heart rate up and enjoyed being together.
Oh, Btw, there is a SS jr topwater clown somewhere in West Bay, the only thing that didn't make it home, lemme know if you find it
Neil
So, we continue to fish and wait and hope another boat comes by shortly.
The good news about being a weekday fisherman you don't have to deal with traffic, the bad news is if you ever needed help. It was well over an hour when we heard a boat, looked like a duck boat on the south shoreline, waving our arms we flagged him down, he came over and Trey loaded up with him, don't have any idea how many miles my boat drifted alone, possibly 5 or 6, I could not see it anymore nor could I see it when they went to retrieve it. I didn't get the name of the guy that came to help, he was working on a dredge, Thanks, I know Trey tipped you very well for the help, but thanks and thanks again.
So, got my boat back unharmed and ready to fish, did keep two nice fish a 23 and a fat 19 thinking, might be sushi later. Lets see, it's 9 ish and we decide to head north and see what bait movement is on the north shoreline, have a spot in mind, but, guesss what, another boat is on it, Ha, we jump out and wade well east of the other boat with no expectations, I have really never fished this part of the N shoreline, 2nd cast blow up, I was getting hammered and Trey would catch one every now and then, the first wade on that spot was till about 1230, no wind and flat, caught over 25 trout and 8 reds on top. After awhile, I was curious, was it the skitterwalk I had on, (my skills) or where I was fishing relative to him. So, as a good dad, I gave him this skitterwalk and yep, they liked it, I threw other colors, a pink baby skitterwalk was the 2nd choice of these fish.
We fished up and down that N shoreline till 700 pm, couldn't tell you how many blow ups, had a red steal my baby pink skitter only to see it floating later in the day, Ha I got it back too
We headed in, Trey wanted to clean the fish at the ramp, while washing the fish off at the cleaning table, he washed the new expensive filet knife in the bayou. Well he went in after it, got it back too, Ha
Fish cleaned, boat cleaned, showered and in bed at 1100,
All in all, we kept some fish, released a bunch for another day, had blow ups that got your heart rate up and enjoyed being together.
Oh, Btw, there is a SS jr topwater clown somewhere in West Bay, the only thing that didn't make it home, lemme know if you find it
Neil
Attached Files
LIVIN THE SALT LIFE 
"I love the smell of napalm and watermelon slicks in the mornin'...."
Comment