A Great Day to be Fishing

Sometimes all the essential elements of a good day on the water come together just how they should.  Today is one of those days. Here is a list of why.

1.  Early morning low tide

An early morning low tide this time of year gives you the advantage of having the fish concentrated in a smaller area during the coolest part of the day.  This makes it easier to find and catch the fish. It also makes throwing a cast-net for bait a lot easier.

2.  Drop in temperature

Last night was the first time in over a week that the low dipped down under the 80 degree mark.  It’s not much, but it is enough for the fish to liven up a bit.

3.  Rain

It also rained last night for the first time in almost a month.  In saltwater fishing rain is not always a good thing. Too much rain can lower the salinity of the water, driving fish into bigger, salter, waters making them harder to find.  There was just enough rain last night to stir up the water, releasing the nutrients that shrimp, crabs and bait fish feed on. On days that the bait is moving, the fish will be moving.

4. A day off work

Well, I guess today all the elements didn’t come together for me.  See, instead of fishing, I’m here.  Typing this bullshit.  Today was my day off, but due to circumstances in a co-worker’s life that would have made me into giant dick if I would have said “No, I can’t work for you, I’m going fishing.”, here I am at work.

So to all you people out there fishing today instead of me, I hope all of the fish have lockjaw, your boat motors quit running and the wind decides to start blowing 30mph.

Letter to the Redfish

Dear Redfish,

Where were you yesterday afternoon?  We were supposed to meet at the usual place.  The grass flats were covered with water, the bait was everywhere, the sunset was beautiful but you weren’t there.  I know you aren’t always the most reliable but dammit I was really expecting to show up this time.  I sat there waiting all afternoon and into the evening and still you didn’t show.  A few times I thought I saw you in the distance just to find out it wasn’t you but a mullet or some other less desirable species.  To say I was disappointed is an understatement.  I even wore my best fishing shirt for you.  And you never showed up.

I flirted briefly with giving up on you completely.  I thought “I don’t need this. This frustration just isn’t worth it.”  But who am I kidding. You may not always be there for me, but when you are it’s nothing less than magical. I’m not ready to give up what we have and I probably never will be. As much as I hate to admit it, when the time is right I’ll be on that grass flat, fly rod in hand, looking and waiting for that next little piece of joy that you, and only you, can bring me. Why can’t I quit you?