My step-son, Matthew, had his buddy stay the night Wednesday and we decided to fish the early-morning low tide Thursday morning. The plan was to hit the creeks early for reds, and then switch over to try our luck with the sheepshead.
We got up early and everything that could go wrong, did, which made us get out a little later than we wanted. We got to our spot in creek off of Sister's at dead low. Matthew's buddy, Joey, had never caught a red before, so I was excited to get him on a fish. I put a live shrimp on under a cajun thunder (Kid's favorite way to fish) and threw it up against an oyster head. While rigging Matthew up I hear, "I got one," from Joey and then hear a good bit of drag coming from his reel. He manhandled it, like kids do, and we snapped a few photos and released him. He was a fat 20 inches.
We want on to catch about 10 more smaller reds at different spots before trying the sheeps.
We hit the usual spots - bridges, pilings, markers and we got skunked. We barely even had any bites, despite having some gnarly clam juice and rice chum. The sheepshead bite has been slow at best for me, but I'm hoping to turn that around.
The kids had a great day, and I hope Joey is now hooked on fishing.