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Just after New Year’s I went looking for some public water bass.  I explored a couple of new spots somewhat close to home but didn’t have a whole lot of luck.  I don’t do much cold weather bass fishing so I really didn’t know what I was doing and it showed. I didn’t skunk at either spot though so there’s something to be said for that.

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Had an opportunity in June to get out and fish in the kayak and decided to head to da Parish so I could catch some marsh bass and reds.  Summer time is a great time of year for those special places in Louisiana where you can catch bass and redfish (trout too!).

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The weather was nice, a tad on the windy side in open water, the fishing was good too.  I didn’t catch too many on the fly opting instead to throw a weedless rigged swimming fluke.

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I caught mostly bass, only a few reds, which was just fine by me, because I was keeping bass to eat.  I really like the taste of marsh bass, I think I’ve mentioned that here before, the meat is sweeter than their freshwater cousins, it’s one of my favorite marsh fish to eat.

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It ended up being a great trip as I caught some nice fish and got to explore some new water.  That’s one of those things I like to do each time I hit the marsh is try to find some new water to fish.  Even if it’s a lousy trip it kind of makes it worth it to see new water.

It’s been a while since I’ve posted anything, I’ve got reports to catch up on. The older the trip the hazier the memory, but I’ll give it my best shot.

A couple of Alabama buddies reached out in February to let me know they had a room available at a camp in Grand Isle they rented for the weekend. After clearing things with the wife I took off toward the coast.  The forecast looked great for Saturday but that Friday evening driving down was windy as hell.  I stopped at a couple culverts on the way down for a few casts, but nothing was working for me or a local.

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Fingers were crossed that the wind would eventually lay down and things would look good in the morning.

The next morning the wind had laid down and the tide was way out.  It was chilly though and it took a while for things to warm enough to where the redfish were active.  Once they were active the fishing was pretty good.

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I blew a couple of really easy opportunities at fish on the hookset which I can only attribute to not having redfished in a while.  Still I managed a few nice fish, including a “kayaker” bull that almost hit 30″.  It was a good trip and it was great catching up with a couple friends also afflicted with the redfish bug.

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Even the sun shines on a dog’s ass some days.  Thanks to Sidney Deane for the quote, but that pretty much summed up the last time I got out to fish.  The day before my wife had to remind me that I had planned on fishing the next day and I’m glad she did.  Conditions were perfect and the fish cooperated.  Winds were light, the sun was out, water clarity good, and the fish were there.  Within five minutes of launching I caught my first redfish as he was cruising along the shore.

I then managed to catch a limit of reds on the fly in that same area within sight of my vehicle over the next hour or so.

It was stupid fishing, there were redfish everywhere early on.  All the reds were mid to upper slot sized with a handful being above slot, no true bulls, but no rats either, all nice fish.

Redfish were crawling on mud flats, they were tailing out in the open, they were cruising the shores, and roaming in packs.  If there was a moment where I didn’t have a redfish in sight all I had to do was wait and one would swim into my vicinity OR I’d hear them crashing shrimp in the next pond over.  The bait shrimp that day were THICK, the reds were gorging themselves.

When I decided I needed a break from the reds I stopped at a spot with clean moving water and searched for trout, I found out they were there too.

I caught them on the fly too, just for fun.  I had steady action on trout 12-15″ for a while before deciding to move along.

Everything I caught was released, maybe that’s why the fish gods smiled down upon me on this day, but it definitely made for an easier trip.

I stayed long enough to catch one at 29″.  I really couldn’t tell you how many I caught working my way up to that size.  I didn’t manage to break the 30″ mark, I spent plenty of time looking, but there just weren’t any big bulls around.

It’s been a long time since a day has gone that well for me, which is part of the reason I fish the coast so infrequently now.  I had forgotten how good it could be.  The drive seemed to get longer and longer as I caught fewer and fewer fish.  It’s good to have a good reminder that when the stars align the fishing can be pretty incredible.