Who said fishing is easy? It certainly wasn't today. I never could find any fish and then it got hot. The dog days of summer aren't even here yet-- or are they??
It was a crazy day! I was supposed to meet Ken Turner at Midway. I had one small problem- I forgot my fishing pole! I always leave it in my car- but I didn't today. I got there and had to go back and get it. That delayed an early start. Then Midway had mats of dead vegetation floating everywhere. You couldn't cast without getting gunk on your lure. Plus-- the tide was wrong and there was no wind. So Ken and I headed to Walton- an hour late.
It was a beautiful morning (remember to bring your fishing pole!!!):
And maybe, that picture was worth getting up for!!! Even if the fish didn't cooperate!!!
Fishing Report 5-25-15, Midway then Walton Rd. Fished about 7:30 am. High tide- slack, then outgoing. Water clear, no wind, then breeze from Southwest, then wind out of Southeast at 8mph. Ken was fishing a white forktail on a jighead and I was fishing various paddletails and one forktail.
We waded deep past the sandbar at Walton, it was almost high tide. Not a lot of bait activity as in the last few days. I waded South ahead of Ken (who has a bad leg) and went into the "dead zone," an unproductive area of water south of Walton Scrub. After I went by the 4 white posts, I had a hit, hook-set, fish on !!! Fish off!!! Missed the hook-set!
I went up to the productive 3rd weed-bed out from the first pier- nothing. I went to the South part of the 3rd weed-bed- nothing. Just like yesterday- the trout were not there! Ken, however, did pull a small slot sized trout from the 3rd weed-bed- our first fish!
I borrowed a pearl white fork-tail to try it and headed South. Ken's leg was bothering him and he lagged behind. There was nothing doing on the 4th weed-bed and the 5th weed-bed deep was dead. I headed for the last pier and cast around the pilings- nothing. I looked up and Ken, who had been following was now gone. I found out later that his leg was acting up so he got off the water.
I went back to the 5th weed-bed to the spot where I caught 7 trout yesterday. I saw a trout chasing bait. I cast to it, trout on!!! My first fish:
My first fish, a small slot trout. (click to enlarge)
It flipped off before I could unhook it. I cast back again and got a trout tap, missed it. Would they be here again? On my second cast I got a hard hit, hook-set fish on. The trout came up and shook his head and my lure flew in the air. Oh well!!! I cast several more times, then, as I was reeling fast to pull the lure up- strike- fish on. Another small slot trout grabbed my lure and jumped in the air- this one didn't get off and I took a pic:
My second and last trout
I fished the area for 5 more minutes- the bite was gone. I headed back. It was windy and hot and nothing was biting. Maybe the best thing about this dog day was the sunrise:
2nd pic of the sunrise at Midway
Our totals: 3 trout-- a beautiful morning for any dog on the water!!!
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