Windy Weekend Fishing

It was a windy weekend fishing but after being on top of a mountain in South Carolina all week, it was still great to get out on the river.

I didn't get to wet a line until late Saturday afternoon and when I finally got out to the wildlife refuge the wind was blowing just enough to make casting a real pain.

I started fishing with Chug Bugs and would up trying jigs, paddletail baits, a Johnson Sprite, and even cut ladyfish as a last resort.

I missed several sea trout before finally landing a couple in the 19 inch category, and nailed a two foot long ladyfish on a Chug Bug that danced all around a small pond before coming to the bank.

I was after redfish but I only saw two in the marsh canal and they were not taking my lures.

Sunday afrternoon, Karen wanted to take Elmo and Odie out to the "swamp" for our weekly dog outing.

We left the house at around 3:00 pm and dropped the first line in the water at around 3:20 pm.

I love where I live!

We were heading to a pond where we sometimes catch reds but I had to stop a couple of times at some likely looking spots to throw a Chug Bug around.

At the first stop on my second cast with a Chug Bug I missed what looked like a nice slot redfish.  The fish nailed the lure about three feet from a submerged grassy island and I made the mistake of trying to set the hooks.

Several casts to the same area resulted in a followup but no more hits so we moved up Peacocks Pocket road to the spot where we originally planned to fish.

When we got there, Odie got out of the car but Elmo wanted to sleep on the seat.  I baited up three rods with cut ladyfish steaks smeared up with some Pro-Cure Saltwater Formula Gel
"for effect".

The air temperature was around 71 degrees and there was a slight breeze on the water.  Perfect for topwater baits but after an hour of casting with no hits, I gave up and watched the cut baits with Karen.

Karen and I both missed two fish before I finally hooked a hard head catfish which I released.

It was almost dusk when I got a nice bite from what I thought was a big sea trout.  When I finally got the fish to the bank it turned out to be the biggest Sailors Choice I ever caught.

The fish was almost a foot long and had teeth like a sheepshead.  Anyway, I took a couple of pics and sent it on its way to piss off some other angler.

  

It was getting dark and we were not getting any more bites so we decided to pack it in and head for the house.

At least we didn't get skunked but I can do without another windy weekend fishing in the refuge.

Till next time,

Tight Lines to you all.