Wind rain and no fish
Well, we showed up at the High Banks and were met with 20 mph winds and some of the most chocolate of chocolate milk surf I have seen without a hurricane in the Gulf. The foam was Oreo cookie black and the waves were rockin all three bars up to 5 ft at least. We threw nets for about an hour and managed 4 or so pony mullet.
Rigged up and pitched into the 1st and 2nd guts, no sense in death by kayak at this point. Baits set untouched. Shrimp were deployed and met by hardheads, small ones at that. And it took em a while to get bit, sorta disheartening.
Around 4 in the AM the northern rolled in with rain at its heals. Wind shifted from 20+ from the SE to 20+ from the NW. Green water was nowhere to be seen till late in the day on Friday, then it was way on out there. Ryan cut his teeth on the yack, almost literally. A few trial runs and he was running like a pro. Baits were yacked out to the color change, about 5-600yds out. The longshore currents were mean and baits got rocked down the beach pretty quickly.
Saturday gave us the best conditions but still yielded little for the cooler. We managed 3 or 4 Sharpnose to about a bit over 4 ft, nothing big enough to bother grabbing the tape over. The surf gave up only one whiting, it fell to my flawless bait soaking tactics. Yea, it was one of those reel in to check baits and what do you know I got a fish on there, to tell the truth most of the sharks came in the same way. We did have one good run where the glow stick shot out to the surf but nothing became of it. It was just enough to get the blood pumping good and keep everyone up for another few hours. But the surf stayed void of bait, believe me, we tried.
Tom and I shot off to the back bay, me for mullet, Tom for the elusive sheeps head on a fly. I got what I came for. But unfortunately it did us no good. Better luck next time.
Sunday on the way out, we came across the worst stuck I have ever seen on Matty.
Rigged up and pitched into the 1st and 2nd guts, no sense in death by kayak at this point. Baits set untouched. Shrimp were deployed and met by hardheads, small ones at that. And it took em a while to get bit, sorta disheartening.
Around 4 in the AM the northern rolled in with rain at its heals. Wind shifted from 20+ from the SE to 20+ from the NW. Green water was nowhere to be seen till late in the day on Friday, then it was way on out there. Ryan cut his teeth on the yack, almost literally. A few trial runs and he was running like a pro. Baits were yacked out to the color change, about 5-600yds out. The longshore currents were mean and baits got rocked down the beach pretty quickly.
Saturday gave us the best conditions but still yielded little for the cooler. We managed 3 or 4 Sharpnose to about a bit over 4 ft, nothing big enough to bother grabbing the tape over. The surf gave up only one whiting, it fell to my flawless bait soaking tactics. Yea, it was one of those reel in to check baits and what do you know I got a fish on there, to tell the truth most of the sharks came in the same way. We did have one good run where the glow stick shot out to the surf but nothing became of it. It was just enough to get the blood pumping good and keep everyone up for another few hours. But the surf stayed void of bait, believe me, we tried.
Tom and I shot off to the back bay, me for mullet, Tom for the elusive sheeps head on a fly. I got what I came for. But unfortunately it did us no good. Better luck next time.
Sunday on the way out, we came across the worst stuck I have ever seen on Matty.
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