snook

After a month of non stop working, I decided today would be the day I hit the water. Got out just after 3pm and headed to the waters around Johns fish camp. Started off throwing Grey gulp in crawshrimp. First cast way up into the mangroves and I got blasted. It was if that fish wanted to make it beyond clear that today was not her day, as she literally ran straight out of there at my boat, clearly made eye contact with me, winked at me, and broke me off. Now irritated by the eye contact that red put on me, I retied and went back to work.

After casting with no luck for another 20-30, I switched up to a paddle tail in white and continued to skip under the groves. Hit a few trout that were feeding on small bait near a drain pipe, until some dude who I believe lives back here on a makeshift house boat that looks like someone sporting a camero mullet and cooking crank would be hangin at, decided to drive around in tight circles for no less than 30 minutes while blasting what I believe was Ted Nugent-Fred Bear. I then got skunked for at least an hour.

Went to the yoZuri topwater pencil, and got blasted by a nice 22in snook. Several cast later and I hit another this time slightly bigger around 24in. This one wrapped me around and under a boat dock, and by the time I landed him my line was smoked. As I was releasing this fish, I could see 2 monster snook sitting between a dock that boarders a mangrove line. Having another rig already set up with a jig head, I skipped another crawshrimp in grey maybe a foot off to the side of them and this 28.5 in never let it sink.

Crazy how these fish work as you will either struggle to find them, struggle to not spook them, struggle to get them to eat, and struggle to land them a majority of the time. Not this one, he destroyed the bait and then just let me drag him to the boat with his side kick which was way larger just following him in like he was insulted he wasn’t invited. All in all it was a great day.