I’ve become lazy as far as being an angler goes. I was thinking about it the other day…
When I first got into kayak fishing back a few years ago, any opportunity I had to be on the water, I took it. It was to a fault. Tracey couldn’t get me to do anything because I was always fishing. It was literally every weekend with Karl and Andrew going down to PAC. The good thing about that time was that regardless the weather situation, we were gonna figure out how to fish in it, or if it was bad enough, we were going to wait it out before hitting up the water.
The bad thing about gaining knowledge is that it can spoil you. Back at that time, I’d never check a wind forecast… I’d only check to see about thunderstorms. As I learned about all these different charts to watch the weather with, I started going out less and less if the chance of rain was higher than 60% or if the winds were blowing heavier than 15 mph. While it’s true that those conditions are less-than-ideal, days like those are what help you become a better angler.
Please note: I’m not talking about fishing in a thunderstorm. Be sensible. Be smart.
Unless the winds are insanely bad, I’m trying to not let the wind dictate when I hit the water. The day that I met up with Trey and another friend, Keith, was a day that I’d might have stayed home. I’m glad I didn’t though.
I met them at 6:15am. I didn’t realize how bright it already is at 5:30am this time of year. It made us all wish we had headed out a little bit earlier. We were hitting up an area of the Pointe Aux Chenes area that I haven’t fished very much. Trey had been there about a week prior and saw a lot of redfish. I had a Redbone Fishing Club tournament coming up in that area so I wanted to use that day to scout the area out. We knew it was potentially going to be a pretty windy day, luckily there’s a lot of marsh to help shield you from a south wind.
We started the day by heading south to an area Trey had fished the week before. It was quite a slow morning. Anchors and stake-out poles were a big help in the less than ideal wind. There were a ton of baitfish, mostly mullet, in huge schools swimming all over the area. Certain pods of mullet just looked like a sea of little faces right on the water’s surface. It took a while before I even saw a red, and when I started to, they were very easily spooked.
Trey and I kinda fished near each other the majority of the day. It wasn’t until around 11 or 12 that Trey landed a nice 25 incher. I still hadn’t hooked up yet.
It wasn’t until later in the day that we made our way to a levee that was giving us some wind protection. It was here that we used the wind to push us up the bank, rather than fighting into it. This is where I finally got a bite from a red on a weedless shrimp bait. Sometimes, weedless baits fail to set a hook and this one came flying back at me. After calming down after that loss, I got back to casting and finally landed my first of the day which measured around 22″-23″.
Not long after that I got my second. Slightly larger at 23.5″. By this point, I had just about completely switched to throwing my “old faithful”, the curl-tail bugg in blue crab. Trey had been throwing the same thing.
It wasn’t until later in the day, when we met back up, that I’d heard how Keith did. I knew it was Keith’s first time fishing in a kayak, but I had no idea that it was his first time catching a redfish. He caught two on Vudu Shrimp. Like most people when they catch their first redfish, he was pretty impressed by their fight. They really are such a hard fighting fish, which is one of the reasons I enjoy targeting them.