Water: 75 deg.
Wind: South
Hunter and I hit the water around noon today. Hunter was itching to get after them and catch up on his tan.
The wind was blowing pretty hard from the south and we quickly determined that the mouth of the OR was too rough for us. We decided to head over to Carrabelle to fish in front of the river and slide down towards Lanark. It was pretty choppy there also, but we managed to fish just by taking our time and eliminate water coming over the bow.
We tried banging the bank just east of the river with no luck on a nice high tide.
We eased around to the mouth of the river and had one good blow up on the badond a donk, but no hook ups.
We fished west of the river mouth and caught a couple keeper trout and some ladys, but just enough to keep us interested.
The wind layed a little and we headed down towards the abandoned motel where Cheryl had caught a couple little trout last week.
As we fished the little grass patch, I managed a trout. Hunter was casting one way and me another.
Suddenly it sounded like Hunter had fell in and I got splashed in my back.
Hunter had a tarpon come up and eat his Zman Swimmerz about 15 feet from the boat. The splash on me was from the fish wetting me down. Hunter said he would have liked to have a picture of his face as the big tarpon came up and ate his swim bait. Hunter did what you are supposed to do, he set up on the beast, but 15 lb. flouro leader material doesn't stand up well against a 150 lb. fish. The tarpon swam away with a hook in his mouth and left us a good story to tell. It's April and we had a tarpon hook up, so it may be a good tarpon year.
We slid further east down the bar and the fishing heated up with me catching a nice 20" trout on top and Hunter landing a 19" trout that ate his second Swimmerz.
Another day in the life of the Tarpon Magnet, Hunter.
