sailfish report and my snook report
Just as things were slowing down a little bit, James and boys found a different bite and put up a heavy double digit day.....went back today to find them and it wasn't happening.
Meanwhile, I was chest deep at daylight. Got some great pics of the crocs.....but not in my snook hole. I threw a top water for about 45 minutes, no bites, no signs of life other than the mullets that were gathering and starting to flip. I got my cast net loaded up, waded out there and was just about to throw the net when a nice 15-20 pounder started crashing the mullets right in front of me. I ran back to the beach and traded for a fishing rod, another 30 minutes of casting, nothing.
Time to see the guys off on the boat, then with an hour to kill, I headed back to the beach, quickly loading my floating livewell with a half dozen perfect sized mullets. No snooks, but the roosterfish hit the beach and gave me a quick thrill......no bites. Maybe tomorrow.
Meanwhile, I was chest deep at daylight. Got some great pics of the crocs.....but not in my snook hole. I threw a top water for about 45 minutes, no bites, no signs of life other than the mullets that were gathering and starting to flip. I got my cast net loaded up, waded out there and was just about to throw the net when a nice 15-20 pounder started crashing the mullets right in front of me. I ran back to the beach and traded for a fishing rod, another 30 minutes of casting, nothing.
Time to see the guys off on the boat, then with an hour to kill, I headed back to the beach, quickly loading my floating livewell with a half dozen perfect sized mullets. No snooks, but the roosterfish hit the beach and gave me a quick thrill......no bites. Maybe tomorrow.
posted by Capt. George Beckwith at
8:45 PM
