We drove all the way from college station to sargent in the pouring rain.
Just before we drove through Bay City we were approached in a gas station
by a woman who had just been in a wreck. She had been driving through the
rain, talking on a cell phone and spun out and the rear of her car completely
nailed a tree. She asked us to follow her home to ensure that the car performed
adequately. Despite just having crashed she still drove much faster in the
rain than I was willing to. We arrived at the beach just as it stopped raining we commenced to drive down that crushed shell/gravel road but in the mud, dark and rain I determined it to be impassible in the night. We camped on the beach several miles down
that road but not yet to the channel, used the 44 about 50 times with the new
re-loads drank whiskey and beer and slept in the cab of the truck. While
setting up camp we saw a white chevy drive down the road we turned around on
and never come back.
The next morning you wouldn't believe it but I was the first person awake
and fishing (yes Me!). I fished artificial lures until my fellow fishermen
slept and following breakfast I tried for two hours to catch adequate bait from
area near drawbridge and other shallow areas. Nothing could be found except tiny
little croakers about 1 inch long at most. Ended up ruining my cast net on
an oyster bed. I will defineately buy a smaller sized one next time so it will
be easier to throw. I gave up and bought one pound of frozen mullet to use
as cut bait.
Drove down the beach to the channel at the end of sargent beach. On the
beach that day we saw a small two-wheel drive toyota completely sunk in the mud.
Upon looking at it buried 25 feet or so from the edge of of the biggest
nastiest mud holes I have ever seen I knew it would take a miracle to
extricate. Later we found that white chevy stuck in the same muddy spot
where we had turned around the night before. Tried to mend cast net and got it to
workfor a while but still same crappy, tiny bait fish. Cast net fell apart
againso I started fishing dead cut bait. Used a sliding egg sinker above
size 2 or3 circle hooks baiting with triangular pieces of cut bait. Water was
nice and warm, wading up to waist deep was not at all uncomfortable. In the
course of about two or three hours, mostly while the tide was coming in the
channel, we caught 2 black drum, and 4 whiting. Upon further examination the fish
proved to be black drum not sheep's head which better rationalizes them hitting
dead cut bait. Tide changed, fishing slowed, storm blew in we left.
First trip to the beach for One of the guys I took. I think he could be
hooked. The 44 was a big hit and catching fish always is more fun than
getting skunked. He refused sunblock just like your asian friend and is now
quite rosey.