February 7, 2008 February 7
Still in Mississippi, finding it difficult to leave these redfish.
Yesterday the wind kicked up a little bit so my cousin Micheal and I drove the extra 45 miles to Hopedale to keep from rattling our teeth out crossing Lake Bourne. Around 9:30 we pulled up to the first spot and poled into a shallow lake with creeks on each end, one flowing into the gulf the other into a larger lake. The entrance into redfishville was stacked with fish around 10-15 lbs. Micheal, being a fish friendly caster, with little time on the bow of a skiff and equally limited time sight casting to tailing reds, was not much of a threat to the school. It was still really cool watching the fish hold in the current, waving their tails slowly. The blue sky made the visibility flawless and we could see the bluish outline on the tips of their tails as they slowly waved in the incoming tide. It was even cool seeing the explosion of mud as the school fled for their lives as Mike cast a Randy Johnson fastball into the middle of them on his third or fourth attempt. We poled around the mouth of the lake but it was too shallow to get inside very far. We managed to hook a few and land one or two before we poled out and drove around to the other end of the lake where we had almost the same scenario as on the first end. We found fish at every spot we stopped, all new spots that I had never fished. The highlight of the day was a cove we found with a deep depression running up the middle. All of the fish we saw in the cove were huge. I’d be lying if I said how big they were. All I have to go on is the 3 we landed weighed around 20 lbs and I saw some in there that looked like they could have eaten the ones we landed.
Heading back in the morning with two friends from Memphis, Mike Smith and John Barb. Our game plan is to get one over 30lbs. I’ll keep y’all posted.
Jacob