After the tide hit high we came back to the outside of Tyger and fished the very first of an outgoing and a caught a feisty Redfish right up in the grass. After running thru Tyger and around to the Bell and up Lanceford we fished a dock with jigs to the pilings and a float to the shoreline. Bobby was on the float and after working it around some pilings, BAM! Fish On! He played it perfectly and brought to to the net a keeper sized Seatrout (all fish caught these trips were released)
After fishing around the corner a bit, we headed back to the dock.Today I met Walter and Bobby up at Old Town again, but it was NOT shorts weather! Luckily we had all paid heed to the weather forecast - windy and cool - and dressed accordingly. This time we headed down the Intercoastal to fish some structure on a tide that had been coming in a few hours. We pulled up and pitched jigs and live shrimp and caught a couple of Toad Fish, a handful of Mangrove Snapper, and a
feisty Redfish.Continuing on, thru Horsehead and over to Seymore's Pointe, we fished a dock and here Bobby battled a hard fighting Jack Crevalle to the net. Then, down to Pumpkin Hill where we drifted floats along the flooding marsh grass. We had some nibbles, but no takers. We moved around the corner and continued with the floats, now at a grassy island and this paid off. Bobby had gone up to the grass with an excellent cast and when his float disappeared he began to crank, and crank! The fish was coming towards him! He caught up to it and the fight was on! It was pulling deep and hard but Bobby kept the pressure on and worked him from bow to stern and from port to starboard and finally to the net - a big 22.25" Seatrout! Which moved Bobby into a big tie for 3rd in the Anglers Mark Bragging Rights Tournament-Seatrout Category. (scroll down the right side of this report for standings).
We fished some rocks back at Seymore's and did battle with Mangroves (we won some and they wonsome), and Walter put a Grouper n the boat (the third I've seen this year). Then we fished Christopher Creek for a bit and then headed back up the Intercoastal, into the cool wind. But as we made our way to the dock we counted it as another great two days of fishing here at Amelia Island, Florida.