Fishing continues but the reporting has fallen behind, just
in case you haven’t noticed. The main
reason for the lack of reports is my inability to figure out a camera solution for
the surf. Anyway, lots of whiting have been caught and several of us had some
success using fish bites for bait. Success amongst our local condo group of 5 or 6 guys
has been steady with a few different species caught, a few large fish and a few
bite offs...all from the surf in front of the condo. I’ve caught a ladyfish
while another angler landed a sheepshead and a number of pompano have started
to grace the stringers. I’m almost the last guy to have caught one and it sure
hit the spot, both my ego and my palate needed that catch. I’ve had three BIG
fish on momentarily, each culminating in a broken/cut line. One was just a
result of a frayed line but 2 looked like they were bitten off. These LDRs are
always frustrating but the speculation on what they might have been is fun. A trade-off of sorts I suppose. A solution
might be steel leaders and it’s something we’ve discussed. Still haven’t hit
the bay in back but if/when I do you can read about it here.
An informal record of the fishing adventures of this Winter Texan on the Gulf of Mexico, Laguna Madre and the Guadalupe River.
Saturday, 29 December 2012
Tuesday, 11 December 2012
Not much new...
I'd love to report about that bull redfish or 4 foot shark but the fishing gods, although kind, haven't been extremely generous. A good catch of whiting and a B-I-G fish that took my shrimp and abruptly headed for deeper waters was it for me. The big one-that-got-away was likely my fault since the parted line showed evidence of fraying but I'll never know for sure. A buddy caught a beautiful pompano and a pretty large Atlantic ray. All the fish were caught on frozen shrimp and my experiments with "Fish Bites" were less than successful. Many have reported spectacular results with them so I'll likely give them one more try since they stay on the hook so well. Can't really complain since a good feed of fresh whiting is a welcome conclusion to any day of fishing in the surf.
Wednesday, 5 December 2012
Changes...
Yesterday the waters of the surf were clear, today the winds have given us a light brown soup, part sand and part water. Not the kind of water to search for pompano or even the bigger whiting. This brown stuff is the playground of smaller whiting and the hardhead catfish and today's catch reflected that reality. Five small whiting and then three hardheads in a row chased me off the water and onto the balcony for a cool beverage. While the water stays murky I'll break out the smaller spinning and fly rods to try my luck in Laguna Madre.
Monday, 3 December 2012
First Day Fishing...
I opted out of an invitation by friends to do some kayak
fishing today in order to catch up on some much needed sleep. I hit the surf
instead, caught a few fish and even had an adventure of sorts. I was fishing
2/0 circle hooks with frozen shrimp, hoping to catch a few whiting or perhaps a
pompano or two. After putting a couple of whiting on the stringer I got an odd
hit, more of a sustained pull than a tug or nibble. I set the hook using the
circle hook technique and suddenly found myself firmly snagged. I pulled back
on the 12’ Ugly Stik as hard as possible followed by snaps of the rod, trying
to free it. I couldn’t figure out what was going on here since I was fishing a sand
beach with no apparent bottom obstructions. After a few minutes of this I walked
down the beach 100 feet or so to get a different angle on the snag. I pulled
again a few times with no apparent effect. Suddenly, my line felt free and the ‘snag’
started swimming away. Holy crap, this was a fish and a big one. An exciting
aspect of fishing in the ocean is that you have no idea what has taken your
bait when that big one takes off. The runs were powerful but short and it
likely didn’t take longer than 10 minutes to beach my catch. I had caught an
Atlantic stingray estimated to be 2 feet across and later research suggested this
is as big as they get. I couldn’t turn it over and ended up just cutting off
the hook and eventually coaxed it back into the Gulf. What a thrill that was!
Unfortunately the camera operator hadn’t come down yet so pictures aren’t
available. Why did it feel so solid at first? My theory is the ray dug into the sand on first feeling the hook and when I pulled straight forward it was...just stuck in the sand. When I later changed the angle of pull, I was able to pull it sideways out of the sand. That's my theory and I'm sticking to it.
So how many fish did I catch in total? As the Nordic God
says “enough to stink up a fry pan” . And that turns out to be a perfect amount since I’ll
have to go out fishing again tomorrow to collect the next meal.
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