Now that I have more free time on my hands, I can pick days with better conditions for fly fishing. Thursday was an optimal day. The forecast was for lots of sunshine with a modest break from some of the high winds that are typical of spring. There would be enough water to get the kayak in at one of my favorite combat launches. It was “go time” for Delacroix.
I headed out and went to a spot where Shane and I caught some fish last week. It’s a little hole that’s a couple of feet deeper than the surrounding marsh. I hooked into a small redfish on my third cast and then nothing afterward. It seems the fish had dispersed from this spot. I rounded the corner and spooked a couple of redfish and then spooked them again as I came back through the spot a few minutes later. Time to move on.
I went across a flat that was about a foot deep today. There wasn’t enough water here for me or the fish in the past trips, but they were in there today. I saw them coming and picked off three.
I headed out farther to a leeward shoreline to get some protection from the wind that was now blowing at about 10 mph. The redfish liked this bank today. I had just caught a couple of slot redfish when a large one came tailing along the bank toward me. Then I saw his buddies. A school of mostly over-slot-sized redfish was on me at point-blank casting distance. After landing five of the 10-12 lb fish and an 18” fish that ate the spoon fly that hung in the water while I unhooked a larger redfish, I needed a break. I paused for a bit, drank some water, watched them swim by for a while, and then caught another one. I guess the commotion of landing that fish caused the school to move on. They started to come by in twos and threes and then disappeared altogether.
I poled the kayak along the shoreline and spotted another small redfish and got it to eat the spoon fly. Then I turned around and hoped to cross paths with the school. That didn’t happen. But I did find a couple more slot fish along the way.
I worked my way back in and passed the flat where I had caught fish earlier in the day. Just as I thought the flat was empty, a large and a small redfish appeared off the bow. I froze and tried not to scare them as they cruised by. Once they passed, I made a cast as far behind me as I could. I tried again, thinking that they were probably beyond casting range and then I felt the line go taught. The smaller fish was on the line and the larger one was following, probably shouting encouragement to his buddy – probably things like “spit out that hook”, or “break that line”.
I was cruising toward the landing spot while dragging the spoon fly behind me. Suddenly the line started flying off the reel and there was another fat redfish on the line. This guy (it was a male because it drummed) probably put up the best battle of the day. It was about 28” and 10 lbs. and had that beautiful orange color that Delacroix reds are famous for. It was a nice fish to conclude a memorable day on the water.
Some people, like my buddy Jack Hickman, have a “thing” about bananas being bad luck to take on a boat. I don’t think there are data to support this notion.
Conditions and details:
Tide table and solunar periods:
Water Level: as expected, a bit above normal.
Predicted wind was accurate.
Water Clarity: good
Water salinity: unknown
Weather/sky: Sunny, patchy clouds
Temperature: 84 F for the high
Moon: just past full
Water covered: ~ 7 miles
Launch: slipped the Hobie Compass in about 8 a.m., out at 4:30 p.m.
Other fishers: solo
Gear: 8-weight fly rod, floating line with Rich Waldner’s spoon fly