Sunday, I had the pleasure of fishing with my 11 year old nephew. He's an awesome kid who is constantly wanting to fish, learn knots, clean up the boat, etc. So, I figured why not take the grom out for a day on the water. Last time I had him out, I saw a major improvement in his skill level, his casts were more and more accurate and he's beginning to learn to read the water. This time, all he could talk about was sight fishing....
So, we got over to the lagoon and started working a couple flats. We'd pole along, he'd see a trout in a sand hole but the cast just wasn't there. It was either on top of the fish or too far left, too far right, too short. He was getting dialed in though with each presentation. At this point, I had whacked a couple of reds but our focus was on getting him a true sight fished fish. We came around a bend on a shoreline that has a few scattered sandy depressions and pot holes. Sure enough, he spots a nice trout just laying in a smaller sandhole. He makes his presentation and BAM!
His first truly sight fished fish. The fish measured around 20 inches. To say he was happy was an understatement.
So, it's a school night and we still had the drive back to Orlando. We had about 15 minutes left before we needed to make our way back to the ramp. I hopped back up on the poling platform and we started working our way off the flat. It was my lucky day, a couple pushes of the push pole and up pops a tail. I made a cast, twitched a couple times and
with about 10 minutes to spare, landed a just over slot red.
It was a great way to spend a few hours on a Sunday afternoon.