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Timestamp: 2009-06-28 23:15:00 UTC
That means that Comment No. 1 is the winner of the cute little espresso coffee cups! And that is Cammy. Okay, Cammy, please email me your mailing address so Scott at Community Coffee can get these mailed to you this week!
Now, a fishy story.
It doesn’t happen every week, nor can I ever predict when it will, even though I’ve been fishing for a few years, keeping records, and studying tides, currents, winds, and water temps. But once in a while, we hit it just right and the fish cooperate, and the action is non-stop.
This past week was just one of those weeks, at least for redfish (Sciaenops ocellatus) in one of my favorite spots to fish for them. Before I go on with the story, how about a little redfish trivia?
A member of the drum family, the “red drum” range in color from a light golden color to a dark almost salmon color, depending on the water they inhabit. Once considered a “trash” fish, and fished many years by commercial fishermen using gill nets, the redfish was fished almost to extinction as a result of a recipe created by Chef Paul Prudhomme called “blackened redfish”. Now, gill nets have been banned and redfish have become one of the most sought-after Gulf Coast sport fishes around. There is even a redfish circuit, much like the bass fishing circuit, and almost every fishing tournament has a redfish category.
And for those of you who watch Iron Chef America, redfish was a secret ingredient used by two of the competitors in an episode this past March.
It just so happens that the marshes here are teeming with the fantastically beautiful and strong fighting fish. If you are vegan, please click away now, as the following photos may offend you. If you are a sport fisher person, stay here, because the following photos are going to make you green with envy!
BB is one of the first women I had the honor of teaching to saltwater fish. A trout was her first proud trophy several years ago. But this time, I promised her she would catch a big red . . . but she got distracted by this big sheephead. I’ve never heard anyone scream so loudly as she did when this fish took her bait. I thought she was going to jump out of the boat with excitement! This was the biggest fish she had ever caught in her life!
but then she caught the promised big red . . .
and then she caught another . . .
As a matter of fact, on just two fishing trips, BB boated 10 keeper reds and left them biting each trip! She will tell you it was worth every drop of sweat!
Later in the day, we tried a sunset trip. We could see the fish swirling, but we could not get them to bite. There were also five alligators in those waters near her.
Of course, she insisted on taking photos of me and my fish. How do you think we got any fish caught with all these photos ops?
I caught this little bass early on . . . and I love how it blends with my shirt!
And I caught an occassional unintentional baby trout.
In between, I caught some of these. This one has 8 black spots rather than just the one on its tail.
BB insisted on taking this action shot . . .
which produced this nice red!
And what fishy story would be complete without the dreaded “box shot”? That is what our ice chest looked like at the end of both mornings. Even though we took photos, caught throw-backs, and changed lures, we managed to catch limits of reds in under two hours. That, my friends, is what you call “red hot red fishing action”!
To be continued with Diane Huhn on board the Wetland Tooner!
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Until next time, I will be busy teaching teenagers about the wetlands and taking them out to tour!