I made one of my longest paddles to date paddling into a mild breeze from Elms Beach to Point No Point. Luckily, The wind came up as forecast and pushed me home. Along the way I trolled in fairly shallow water looking for redfish and caught one 17.75" red. It had an interesting spot pattern on it's tail and back....but I could not get the timer on my camera to work properly, so this is the best photo of the feisty fellow
Along the way i had trolled over some rocky bottomed areas and could not keep the 8" bluefish off the hook. Gulp coud not be trolled beacuase of a multitude of blues and small croaker. I ened up trolling a gold drone spoon and a minnow type plug. The Jellies were thick.
Eventually I decided to get out on what I thought was a remote beach....but the the tractor acrosse property owner must have watched me paddle by and drove her tractor through her acres of corn to inform me it was private property.....sheesh. She carefully walked the whole beach to make sure i had not littered or defecated on her precious beach.
So I shoved off and started chasing breakers. I caught more little bluefish, though a few were a little better and one rockfish that fought bigger than he was It was getting exhausting chasing the beakers because the wind had picked up and was blowing against the tide...very bumpy! I started paddling back to Elms, stopping when I saw promising marks on the fish finder and dropping fish bites for croaker. I think I caught 5 shorts to each keeper and caught my only 12 incher amongst the rocks about a mile south of Elms,
All in all I figure i paddled at least 13.5 miles, maybe more. It was a fun day even with the small fish and arrogant landowners.
Along the way i had trolled over some rocky bottomed areas and could not keep the 8" bluefish off the hook. Gulp coud not be trolled beacuase of a multitude of blues and small croaker. I ened up trolling a gold drone spoon and a minnow type plug. The Jellies were thick.
Eventually I decided to get out on what I thought was a remote beach....but the the tractor acrosse property owner must have watched me paddle by and drove her tractor through her acres of corn to inform me it was private property.....sheesh. She carefully walked the whole beach to make sure i had not littered or defecated on her precious beach.
So I shoved off and started chasing breakers. I caught more little bluefish, though a few were a little better and one rockfish that fought bigger than he was It was getting exhausting chasing the beakers because the wind had picked up and was blowing against the tide...very bumpy! I started paddling back to Elms, stopping when I saw promising marks on the fish finder and dropping fish bites for croaker. I think I caught 5 shorts to each keeper and caught my only 12 incher amongst the rocks about a mile south of Elms,
All in all I figure i paddled at least 13.5 miles, maybe more. It was a fun day even with the small fish and arrogant landowners.
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