Like Hunter Says: That Looks Like A Slaughter

9.27.12

Willie and I went out and hit the oyster bars at the mouth of Ochlockonee River.
They were finally accessible without a gale force wind blowing in from the east.  The fish were very cooperative.

I sent a text message to Hunter to show him the fish and his quote is the title of this posting.

We managed trout, flounder and reds on our first few drifts.  I looked over my shoulder and saw the birds working on the clam bar on a very fast incoming tide.

Willie and I went out and jumped into the frenzy nailing big spanish and one trout out of the school.

I never thought I would hear Willie say it, but he said "Well I think we've got enough spanish."

So we moved on to the inner bars, but the tide was raging and we couldn't hook up on anything again except for this guy.

We headed in to clean the morning catch and grab some lunch.

Our afternoon trip featured a good redfish bite as we fished the outgoing tide.

The fish were a beautiful red.  We figured it was from all of the dark water that was produced by the heavy rains this year.

Blackened redfish is on the menu this upcoming week!

Seatrout Shootout Trip

9.16.12

Doug and I fished the windy Shoot Out.

We couldn't get to any place we wanted to fish, so after running his boat aground and breaking my iPhone, we came back to the house and loaded the tin boat and snuck in behind Piney and started fishing.

Doug caught a nice keeper and some smaller trout and I caught some puppy reds as the tide was rolling in.

We kept trying til 4 PM, but could never get on the good ones.

Oh well, maybe we can fish one of these when our holes are easier to access and the wind isn't tropical storm strength.

Circa 1950 Woman Catches Trout On Bday

9.11.12

With the winds raging from the east, Nancy and I slid in behind Piney Island and fished some new water for us.

Nancy was rewarded with a nice 17" trout birthday present.

All I heard her say was "fish taco".

Meat Trip

9.3.12

Hot and no wind, finally.

Headed out with Larry and Phil.  They came down from N. Ga. to do a meat run and the fish didn't disappoint.

Being the first boat out of Lanark this morning, it was smooth sailing to K Tower, the Sea Hunt was running 30 mph with a full load.

On my second cast to the tower with a buck tail with a white twister tail attached, a big cobia decided he wanted it for breakfast.

I managed to get him about 15 feet from the tower and then he figured out he was hooked and ripped the 65 lb. power pro line into the barnacle encrusted tower and that was that.

I saw him swimming back and forth all morning, taunting me with the jig hanging out of his mouth like some type of award.

Phil had a keeper cobia bust him off at the boat.  Barracuda were on the prowl all morning slashing the bait against the tower.

We decided to head over to some numbers about 3 miles from K tower and as we were pulling over the hole and saw what looked like the christmas tree of snapper on Phil's Lowrance.

We pulled over the spot and the look was confirmed.

We caught 4 red snapper off this spot.  Ah a month or two too late.

Larry's Snapper Coming Up To The Boat

We managed to place a bunch of pink mouth snapper, black sea bass and porgies in the cooler here and to a lesser degree on several places on the way back in to the hill.

We stopped at the cut on the east end of Dog Island and caught a few nice blues that were schooling there and put a couple in the cooler.

We also played with the big ladyfish schools that had acres of bait frothing trying to get wings as the ladies were gorging themselves on a Labor Day feast.

Got to the hill, loaded the boat and headed to Carrabelle  for the cleaning fest, boat and fish.

Great day on the water with two NE Georgians.