Reds have been good!
Enero 04, 2019 Bridge City 3 Fotos

Trip Summary

The recent rains have put the trout in limbo, but the redfish are on fire! Jerry and his grandson, Jonathon, caught fish every cast for three hours Friday, using dead shrimp under a popping cork. The brisk West wind and cool temps didn't slow them down a bit.
Pat Powell
Bridge-city, Texas, United States
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Flounder are Getting  Bigger!
Flounder are Getting Bigger!
Julio 20, 2019
We had a very pleasant trip yesterday with a great young young couple from Kirbyville. Our intentions were to target be trout and and redfish, so we arrived at my secret spot , Lighthouse Cove, at daylight. Of couse, Lighthouse Cove is the the best known "secret spot" in SE Texas, so we had the company of 20 other boats. After the usual (embarrassing) screaming matchs that frequent such places on a Saturday morning, as impatient anglers jockey for position, we settled down to fishing. True to form during the full moon, there was a long, slow incoming tide. Live shrimp and plastics produced a lot of "dink" action initially, as is also expected this tme of year. Slowly, but predictably, the boats began to scream away in search of the magic spot (I hope they found it!) We moved to the bank and headed north, in search of redfish. We didn't find them. But we found flounder. Nice flounder. We've probably had 200 flatfish come aboard this year with less than 10 (Texas) keepers. Ryan Davis, an expert bass fisherman, had no problem figuring out that THUMP that a nice flounder gives a shrimp-tipped plastic. He and his pretty wife, Bethany, had several fish in the 18" class and another that the helpful young biologist at the check station described as "the largest flouder he has measured.". A run uplake in search of redfish got them a couple of short fish and the constant rat-tat-tat of croakers and some acrobatic ladyfish. We returned to the windy channel about 1pm as the tide began to rip out. You could tell the dynamics had changed and all the shrimp were dead, so the guys tossed out a couple of huge mud minnows that I had caught before, under popping corks. Bethany hooked up first. There is no mistaking the wallowing, head-shaking thrash of a trophy trout. The 20# flourocarbon leader parrted. Almost immediately, Ryan hooked an even bigger fish. His bait must been swimming near the surface, because the trout exploded it like tarpon when it hit...a fish with a head the size of a coffee can. Half way to the boat, same thing...the leader broke. I seems that hours of ladyfish sawing on those leaders had weakened them to the point that they couldn't hold up to that fish (2) of a lifetime. Overall, a great day, with many lessons to be learned.