You always hear the saying, "a bad day of fishing is better than a good day at work", and I agree, but sometimes you gotta wonder. It wasn't that it was terribly cold and it wasn't that it was raining, and it wasn't that the wind was blowing because none of that was happening. It was just a tad bit cool, but there was a whole bunch of fog and mist, and even though the wind wasn't blowing, the fish weren't cooperating! Brian Roach and his Son Michael had met me up at the Dee Dee Bartels Park boat ramp early this morning. The tide had been coming in for about two hours and I thought we could surely still have time to get some Drum around some dock pilings with jigs and shrimp. Even though Brian and Michael were making excellent casts we had nary a nibble at three different docks.
We moved over to another creek and fished the marsh grass, now drifting shrimp under a float with the current. Nary a Nibble. After running over to Bell River and trying the same technique, we ran further up the Bell and this did the trick. Brian had the first hookup near a dock and expertly landed a keeper sized Seatrout. Then the duo caught and landed a handful of Trout, all undersized. Brian picked up one on an artificial plastic Shad. We worked up and down those docks and picked up a Trout here and there but never did we hear a drag rip! Our final stop was over in the Jolley River where we tried the jigs and he floats, to no avail.
As we headed back thru the fog/mist I still had to admit that a not-so-great day of fishing sure beats any day at work!
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