Fishing Playalinda Beach in December can be a lonely experience, especially during the week.
Late this afternoon, I decided to head to the beach to see if anyone was catching fish. I tool along a mid-sized "river" rod and my Okuma surf rig just in case the Pompano were hitting.
Before hitting the bridge, I stopped at Mosquito Lagoon Bait & Tackle to pick up some sand fleas and a small bag of fresh dead shrimp for bait. They were busy so I didn't bother asking about the beach fishing but I should have.....
When I got to the guard shack at the beach, they had a sign out stating that only lots 1 through 4 were open. The other lots were closed to clear off boats and debris that had supposedly washed up onto the beach.
I almost turned around but I decided to give it a shot anyway. As I drove past Lot #4, I decided to hit Eddy Creek so I continued up the road and quickly found that the sign had lied. Most of the other lots were open.
As I drove up to Lot #9, there were very only a couple of cars in the lot so I decided to give it a try.
As I trudged up the walkway and got to the steps leading to the beach, I knew it would be a bad day for fishing. The tide had just gone out and there was very little water moving. Not a great time to catch fish....
Since I was already there, I decided to give it a shot so I skewered a peeled shrimp along with an unpeeled version on one rod, and a couple of sand fleas on the other rig. With no water movement, a 1oz. pyramid sinker was all that was necessary to hold bottom.
There was a wash in one area that was pulling out shells and sand, so I targeted that area hoping for a bite from a late comer.
To make a short story shorter, I spent the next hour and a half enjoying the fresh air on the beach without a bite and making friends with the seagulls. I've been skunked before, but never this bad.
The water levels were up but it was close to 6:00 pm and no one was fishing the lagoon. There were a lot of sightseers but no fishermen.
I headed towards the refuge to see if anybody there had caught any fish and although there were a lot of bank fishermen in the area, nobody seemed to be catching any redfish.
About this time, I didn't even bother wetting a line. I just drove around Catfish Creek Loop and headed home.
The bite, for whatever reason wasn't happening today but at least I got some fresh air.
I've got the rest of the week off, hope I do better later in the week.
Till next time, Tight Lines.
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