If you remember, my friend, Trey, who lives in Dallas came to visit back in July. Andrew and I took him fishing and because of the weather near the Terrebonne marshes, we headed to Cypremort Point. He caught two reds that trip and Andrew caught a flounder. All I caught was the worst sunburn of my life.
Well, Trey and his family came back down to visit friends and family for his daughter’s birthday. Andrew, Karl and I were looking at going down LA-1, but decided to stay closer to make it back to visit with them and we invited Trey to come along.
We were out on the water early to some chilly temps and moderate wind from the NE, not too bad but enough to be a factor. We soon split up. Karl was using my wife’s Cruise 12, and Trey & Andrew were in the Big Tuna.
I started off trying to work a topwater around a few points and cuts but without any signs of fish. After the sun was up the fish started becoming a bit more active. My first hookup came near a pipeline canal. I was blind-casting into a small cove and felt that tug on the line. I knew it was a red by how quickly my line shot through the water. He put up a nice little fight and came in around 24.25″. I also picked up a 12″ rat red around the same area on a Vudu Shrimp under a cork.
I started heading more southward than I had been before, looking for new areas. Every turn that I’d make I could see wakes on the water and blowups right along the grass line. When I’d locate the fish working the grass, I’d watch him and wait for him to turn to the open water before sight-casting. If I’d try to make the cast while he’s up along the grass, I’d probably spook him.
My next hook-up came by applying that logic. I’d had been stalking the fish for about a minute and he started heading across the cove I was in. I made a great cast for him to intersect and he attacked my lure, but somehow managed to spit the hook. He didn’t run away immediately so I tried to feed him again but he wasn’t having it. I traveled on to more new water.
After spooking another, I noticed one swimming right toward my boat. All I could see of him was his spine through the murky cloud left by the previous red. He bit the Vudu Shrimp (without cork) and took off. The last time I hooked a big red on a Vudu Shrimp was during the LA-1 Slamboree and he ended up taking my lure. I’ve heard that Egret Baits upgraded the hooks in the newer shrimps so this would be the test. After a nice fight, he was netted, and came in at 25.5″. Trey & I had been texting and he let me know that they had landed 6 between the both of them. I soon picked up another one using my “grassline theory” that measured at 17.5″.
There are a couple of reds that I found a little bit comical. As I was drifting I noticed one swimming near the boat. Had I’d tried to stop or grab my rod he would’ve probably spooked so I just watched him as I drifted. If he saw me, I didn’t scare him. He started curiously following my tow flag hanging off the back of the boat. I figured he’d be an easy grab so I went ahead and made a cast. He had lost interest in the flag but the lure caught his attention but he immediately swam away. I had a few more fish who looked to be about ready to take the lure and then took off, so I changed colors. I had been throwing purple/chart. and moved to avocado.
The other comical story: I was fishing a small ditch between a small bayou and a pond. There was a fish swimming right for me so I made a cast and lost sight of him. When I did see him, he was under my kayak. A few seconds behind him was a bigger guy so I flipped to him and he attacked the bait but let it go, he then turned back toward me and, without casting, I just placed the lure in the water and moved it in front of him (about 3 ft away) and he nailed it. I just lifted him out of the water.
I ended up limiting out and called Trey and Karl to check on them. Trey and Andrew hadn’t landed anymore since talking to them earlier. Andrew had a 24″ (approx.) on the line but couldn’t get him to the boat. Karl landed 4 and ended up keeping 2. I can be pretty competitive when fishing with friends so knowing I was the only one with a limit was nice, and I had caught the biggest fish. Then, what became the story of the day happened.
It ended up being a personal best for Trey. Unfortunately, we did not get a measurement or weight on it.