It was a cold morning so I decided to start late and let the fish (and me) warm up. Pushed off from Pip’s launch about 11:30 and tried the intersection of the canal and lagoon. Nada. Lots of boats were in the distance, off toward Lake Ameda, so I went that way as I pedaled and trolled my flies. I cut across to the far side of the lagoon and zig-zagged closer and further from the shore, probing for trout. Most of the boaters were dunking bait under a cork. I saw an occasional trout being caught. Nobody had any fast action. The water clarity was poor – maybe a foot of visibility – and it was about 52-55 F. Wind was about 5-10 mph from the N and the tide was dropping out fast. There was a good current along all the banks and points. I went beyond Ameda, following the eastern shoreline up to the next canal and then drifted back along the shoreline, blind casting into pockets and around the points. I passed a floating cork and there was a fish attached since it went under when I got near. So I got closer and wrapped my fly line around it and battled a 5 lb black drum, unhooked and released it. I passed a nice point with lots of water swirling around below it. Got a bite and was excited that I might have found the specks until I got the 15” redfish to the surface. I fished the area pretty hard but that was it.
I drifted down the canal where I entered the lagoon and marked some fish with the Lowrance in the deeper cut but they did not seem to be feeding. I hooked a big mullet in the mouth and it came up and spit the hook back at me. I went south, following the eastern shoreline, almost to Dow’s Ditch. Another rogue cork! This one went under and disappeared when I got close. I started to search for it but the hour was getting late. I arrived back at the truck a bit after sunset. There was lots of fishing but not much catching today. I pedaled about 8 miles and blind casted for about 5 hours with a lonely redfish to show for my efforts.