Ok, I'm finally getting around to it... my Texas TR!
Edit: Music...
So, last month I headed down to Texas (San Antonio) for a work thing. I was able to get there two days early to do a little fishing with an old high school buddy. Day one was in the salt down in the Corpus Christi area; day two was some bass fishing on Lake Medena outside of San Antonio.
It was hot. I mean REALLY hot.
I didn't catch a damn thing either, but still had fun and I feel like I learned quite a bit. I was a bit out of my element, but I can't wait to get back to the salt.
I did see a redfish tailing in about a foot of water in Baffin Bay. It was probably one of the coolest things I have ever seen while fishing. I just sat and watched it for a while, amazed at the natural beauty. I finally got a cast far enough to get my clouser in front of it and it was ignored. I switched to a shrimp pattern and waded closer, casting right on top of it and he took off. That was really about the only chance I had for a red. I fished all day and worked on my casting with the 9wt and big flies.
We were also dealing with high winds, which didn't make things any easier. My friend and a friend of his both used spinning rods and I think they each caught two small fish all day. I guess the fishing just wasn't "on" that day. Or so I'm told.
Sunrise on Corpus Christi Bay while heading out in the skiff:
It simply baffles me how shallow these bays are for miles. We pull up to a spot (at low tide, granted) and drop anchor and he says "ok, jump out!" I'm like.... "uhh.... we are like way out from shore...." but sure enough, it's about 3 to 4 feet deep.
The two Texans throwing spinning gear while I am still deciding on a fly...
Fishing off a private island. I saw the redfish right up on that shoreline...
The two Texans wading way off the next dock. I decided to stay up in the shallows and a bit out of the wind trying to find redfish
looking back at the boat
my buddy
Me trying to look like I know what I'm doing. After fishing I went in to the Bass Pro Shops in SA and bought a REAL Buff.
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Last edited by 72Twenty; 08-13-2009 at 08:45 AM.
"Have fun, get a flyrod, and give the worm dunkers the finger when you start double hauling." ~Lumpy
Thanks for sharing the TX experience, 72! SA looks like a beautiful town. At least the part you posted up.
It actually is. The downtown area is very friendly too, anytime of day/night. If you are ever in that area, it is worth a stop. And you can take your beer with you on the riverwalk. (I drank alot of beer that trip)
"Have fun, get a flyrod, and give the worm dunkers the finger when you start double hauling." ~Lumpy
now, be honest, did the thought of stepping rays impact where and how you fished? That's the first thing i thought of when I saw the picture of the two Texans way out and you deciding to hang back to spot some reds by the shore.
I know that's where I'd be!
Originally Posted by Hook
You have motivated me to get off my duff and post up some pics.
...And the greatest ice must crumble when it's flower's time to grow.
now, be honest, did the thought of stepping rays impact where and how you fished? That's the first thing i thought of when I saw the picture of the two Texans way out and you deciding to hang back to spot some reds by the shore.
I know that's where I'd be!
HA!!!!! YES, IT TOTALLY DID!!!!
In fact, the guy we were with (friend of my friend and the skiff owner) said he saw one swim away out where he was. It was muddy and I was having a hard enough time, so I played it safe and stayed closer to the boat, mainly so that I didn't have to cover as much ground to get back. At our second stop, I went much further because it was more of a sandy bottom and I could see my feet (not mud/grass). I still did the shuffle thing, but was much more comfortable with the idea.
"Have fun, get a flyrod, and give the worm dunkers the finger when you start double hauling." ~Lumpy
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