So who wants to be on the water with a 20mph North wind predicted? Me!! Power pole down and 5:19 am, first fish around 5:30. First big fish, around 6:15. 27'' ish caught on Top Dog. It then turned into one of those mornings I only have every 3-4 years. I remember the last, and day dream about it all the time. It was early Spring 2013 standing knee deep in the Cayo del Grullo. I think, for me at least, you have to be fishing alone on the mornings like this to truly become one with your surrounding and what is taking place. It was as if I could see every shrimp skipping across the surface, every mullet trying to avoid the yellow mouth, and every surface break caused by a feeding trout. It was if God flipped the light switch with the sunrise and the waters came to life. At one point I caught trout on 3 consecutive cast on top water. About 7:35 with heavy cloud cover I switched to a Fat Boy and the third cast would produce another in the 27''-28'' range and about five minutes later a super fat 25''. I couldn't tell you exactly how many big fish I lost during this process but I would guess double what I landed. Lots of solid fish in between and I hung it up around 9:30 with a 30'' backlash.
Hard to fish in those winds. Released everything I caught except 3 for dinner. What a blessed morning.
Fish were in 3-5 feet with grass/mud. One thing I noticed was if I went a little shallower and the grass on my hooks turned newer and greener, as if fresh vegetation, the fish weren't there. They preferred the deeper water and older grass???? Snapped a few poor quality pics but it's hard taking pics by yourself in those conditions.