I went out this weekend with the intention of just doing some kayaking. Of course I brought my fly rod just in case, but I really intended to just go kayaking. I launched my 15' sea kayak in the Mississippi Sound and pointed the bow straight south with no destination in mind.
|Nothing in sight...|
Boy am I glad that I did. I paddled way, way back, where the bayou is as wide as a trout stream. I started spooking redfish, their wakes giving them away in the shallow water as they fled from my 15' blue monster. I gave them a few minutes to calm down, got my fly rod out, and landed this beauty on my second cast.
Not a big redfish by any means, but certainly a welcome relief from my recent troubles. I feel pretty silly for driving to Louisiana a few weekends ago and striking out when I can catch redfish literally a mile from my house.
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