Roaming the flats of the Eastern Shore...
leaving slicks of oily remnants in their wake...
It's just a matter of finding the time
to find them.
I found the school 4 or 5 times that day. A few times, I couldn't have seen them without the Hummingbird 698ci HD si, and a couple of times my eyes saw them before the unit. The first encounter was early in the morning with the sun in our eyes and wind on our face. We spread out to cover more water. I noticed a long diagonal marking on my screen to the right and before I knew it I was paddling right over it. Then all of a sudden the water erupts violently about 40 feet in front of me. I spooked em and several large reds exploded on the surface. The wind caught my 5" paddle tail before it could get to the target area twice but Jeff took the cue and paddled up until he could get a good cast. He hooked up, but broke off. Jay was paddling near where the top end of the diagonal marking would go and hooked up a minute later.
|Jay Brooks 47"ish Red Drum|
We lost the school after that, but we knew they couldn't have gone far.
With the wind being stronger than expected, the water wasn't exactly stand up friendly. However the Predator 13 was still stable enough for me to get up and take a look around. And even with the clouds moving in, the polarization on my Maui Jim's cut through and I was able to find the school a couple of times. After I pulled up a 48"er, Jeff Lockhart got one at 46"ish.
As the rain showed up, I relied on the side imaging unit again. After covering a good amount of water, the blank screen would suddenly get lit up with marks and I tried my best to choreograph which way my buddies should cast. We all hooked up, lost fish, and hooked up again on the same school. At one point we had 4 on at the same time. I landed one more at 46", William Ragulsky got one at 48" and Jeff scored a 51"er.
I ended up finding another small school and watched a big fish follow my lure to the boat, but ended up spooking. All in all, it was a great first trip out for the big reds.
My second trip was a short one. I had strict orders from the boss lady to be back at a certain time. The sun was out and the wind wasn't too bad, but once I paddled out to the flat, I realized how dirty the water was. Again, I was glad I brought the Humminbird side scan unit. Normally it would have become a troll and hope kind of day, but I actually found a school using the imager and casted to them instead of trolling. I only landed one though before I had to call it quits.
I'm hoping to go again,
but you know how life goes...