Tide: dead low to incoming
Water: 72 degrees
Willie wanted to hit the water again after finishing up the tile work at our home.
We were hoping to duplicate the trout slaughter we had a couple of days ago. Little did we know the fishing would be even better.
We headed to the white oyster bar in the OR about an hour after sunrise. The fog was thick as we launched but eased after we hit the water.
The water was very still as we arrived right at low tide. We worked our way around the bar throwing top waters. Willie was casting his red head white body top dog using a very deliberate twitch and stop action.
One long stop was all this gator could tolerate. With a loud attack on his top dog while it was sitting motionless, the trout kamikazied his bait and the fight was on. Willie kept saying "oh my god, this is a gator" over and over.
Well, when it hit the net there was no doubt it was a gator. It pulled my boga grip down to a little over five pounds. It was the largest trout ever brought to the Nan since we have lived here.
We couldn't coax another fish off the bar, so we slid across the river to an oyster bar I have had good luck on in the spring.
I was wanting to catch a nice red. I was pitching a Rage shrimp into the shallow bar as the water started to turn and head up river. The bite started off quickly and didn't stop for a half hour. Cast after cast brought a bunch of pup reds and three keeper reds to the boat.
This nice red weighed 5 1/4 lb. on the boga.
As the red bite was winding down, we decided to head back to the white bar and see if the incoming tide had positioned the fish on the back side of the bar.
We were quickly rewarded as the Rage shrimp brought two more nice trout on board. One was almost 20" and this one was a 3 3/4 lb. 20" plus trout.
As the rushing incoming tide made fishing much more difficult, we headed out to the clam bar to see if we could play with the spaniards to finish up our morning trip.
They didn't disappoint, as my first cast with a spoon brought the biggest Spanish I have ever caught boat side. Again, the boga grip was brought into action, as this fish pulled down to a little over 5 pounds.
Willie added another spanish and a blue to the box.
Our stomachs started growling and our backs were sore so we headed in.
Willie sautéed up one of the trout one of the trout for our shore lunch.
It was a good ending for a day of 5 pounder! 5 pounder! 5 pounder!
