I've heard said the definition of insanity is repeating the same thing while expecting different results. Sign me up.
Put in at Eddy Creek. On the water by 6:30. Immediately start looking for fish. Not much there. A few singles and doubles that we couldn't get close to. With the conditions I had expected to see some tails but there were none. About 45 mins we get close to a decent school. As I had a friend with me I always give them first crack at it. His cast sailed wide right of the moving fish. Now it's my turn. These guys were pretty much casting distance from the boat and I'm no sharpshooter (Theres a reason I dont fish mangrove edges, salute to those of you who do,) so I let my shrimp fly and it lands right on top of the moving red. Thinking I blew that one, I was a little surprised when it spun around and grabbed it. Fish on!
This was a fighter. I knew it wasn't a monster, but it was no dink, either. On the usual 3000 spinning gear with 17# leader, it took about 4-5 min before I could get it close to the boat. Based on previous experience I was pretty sure it was net time. Wrong! It never saw the boat til it got within 10 feet, and then it came to life again as though it had just been hooked! Took off on an even longer run the second time. I was having fun and felt like I got two for the price of one! Finally, in the boat it goes. I dont even think I saw so much as a gill move after that. It was SPENT. This one actually wore me out a little. Is pretty good size and I dont have a tape (yeah, I know Ive got to get one,) but am gonna risk keeping it.
So we press on. Not much but a lot of bait in the water. Thinking I saw a sheepshead on a barnacle encrusted pvc pole, we turned around I toss a shrimp over there and a fish takes it. Only when it comes to the boat, it's a small bluefish. Oh, well. Off the water by 11.
It was a beautiful day to be out there.
PS: right before it went under the knife, I taped it at exactly 26".