After snagging up a few mullet and chunkin them I headed off in search of tails. Capt Ed was already on a nice school of over-slots but they were not fond of his lady fish so he came looking for me to see if I had discovered any feeding fish. No luck yet on my end so we went back to the first school he found which was now being targeted by a few other boats. We sat back and observed waiting for the other boats to become impatient with the fish and leave. While waiting I met a fellow forum member on a beautiful Sterling Flats boat I believe his name was John. Good to meet you John. So Capt Ed didn't want to wait it out so he headed home, and after a short period most of the flats boats left and it was just me and another boat possibly a guide. The school looks like it got beat up a good bit over the weekend definitely smaller in size and lots of bigguns are scattered along the shoal edges. Once the pressure was off the fish it didn't take long to get a hook up. A perfectly placed mullet head 20ft ahead of the school does the job, as I get a nice swirl and the sound of my drag begins to sing. It was a short battle of 5 minutes or so and this nice 40" red comes to have his photo taken. Foot propelled kayaks make for an easy revival process by simply holding the fish by his mouth and peddling the water moves over the fish's gills and he swims away nice and happy.
After catching the biggun I left the school to the other boat and headed out to sight cast some singles hanging out on the edges. The wind had picked up so I through my drift chute out and slowly drifted along looking for some reds. I saw a nice red hanging out in a sand hole so I made a cast and got the money shot. landed a nice chunk of mullet about 3ft in front of him and he didn't spook. I posted up with the stake out pole and waited anxiously for him to take notice of the bait. In the blink of an eye it all happened he took the bait and the drag started to scream. He actually put up a better fight then my previous slob, but eventually he tired and had his photo taken!
Reset my drift direction and back to hunting reds. Saw quite a few reds but couldn't get the proper presentation without spooking them, and about 1/2hr went by before I noticed a little tip of tail sticking out of the water and I could really only see it in between waves. I positioned myself to make a good cast and he exploded on my offering the second it hit the water. He peeled off some line but his size showed and he quickly came aboard for picture time.
Summer fishing is sweet!
