Fish Catching Travel
Today it was off to Keller. And keeping with the plan, trout were the days quarry. While Keller is one of my favorite redfish places, I am determined to catch some trout if it kills me, and it just might.
I put in at Olivia around 9 and headed down the north bank, starting about halfway back. Wading was the plan, and I was going to stick with it. The first spot is a high looking bank that tails into a big sand point. After anchoring in 2 foot it was over the side. There is grass and some shell there, and it is nice to be able to cast into 1 foot or turning around and casting into 4 foot.
I stuck with the Sea Shad in Sexy Shad or Chicken on a Chain on a 1/16th ounce jig head. It took a little while but I caught one in about 3 foot, so I started concentrating on that. 8 managed to hook themselves, and of those 2 or 3 were close, but no real good ones.
(Insert picture here – a little tough with the camera in the truck.)
I covered a lot of ground, but never did get them cornered. From there it was to the back. I wanted to fish a drain near the south side of the duck blind, but there was a boat anchored in it and the guys were wading the bank. It drains a little off the north side of it so I settled for that. I actually threw topwater quite a bit there, and did not have a bite on it. In fact I threw it later and did not have bite on it then. Guess I need to start getting an early start instead of sleeping in. And adding to that the last 2 trips have been right in the middle of the day, looks like I’ll have to re-think this middle of the day thing.
I did catch a couple of small ones on the Sea Shad, and fished from 1 to 3 foot. There was no bait to speak of so it was time for a change. With only 2 more little ones to show for that stop I headed back to the north bank and stopped at the long sandy stretch. There was more bait there, but again it was just 2 little ones. I did miss a few today, but other than the first bank, there never was a big bite.
I did have one cool thing happen – I got spooled. It has been a while since one took off and just kept going. I burned the end of my thumb as the line smoked, and I mean smoked, off. I watched the spool until it had about 10 wraps on it and then tried to stop whatever it was. And then the line just broke, it turned out at the hook. If I were a guessing guy I would say it was big jack. Keller has some big jacks in it and while fun for a minute, a long tussle with one of those turns into work.
After the sandy bank I headed back to the first place to see if things had picked up. Unfortunately the wind was starting to blow right on it, and by time I got anchored and in the water it was starting to color. It only took about a minute to remember last trip, so I only gave it a short try, then called it a day.
What fish I caught were all in the 3 foot area, and I had little success shallow. I think next it might be Austwell and some San Antonio Bay reef fishing. I need to change a couple things up and see if I can put a few more fish in the boat.
I never did any redfishing, but I am starting to get a little irritated that I can not catch any more trout than I am. Sometimes I think I am the worst trout fisherman alive. Other times it is too easy, and today it was not easy. I think it was 12, of which maybe 3 would have made it. So it was deja vu all over again. There is always tomorrow, the great thing about being a fisherman.
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There was quite a few folks at POC the other day, and then I saw it was Poco Bueno. So for the next week it will be one busy place as the boys hit the open ocean for marlin. And I am sure it will be at a fever pitch with the 950+ blue marlin that was just weighed in at Rockport this Sunday It was the new state record and was caught in a tournament. Who knows, maybe a grander is on the way.
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I have a couple more things to say but it is late. Where next I am not sure, but it will be before the weekend. So keep stopping in and thanks for reading my stuff.
Good Luck and Tight Lines
