The tides of March

Many people don't know that I have a fake tooth. I do. It is connected to my mouth with a "Maryland bridge." This morning, upon having a snack of pretzels, I felt an odd sensation in my mouth. I reached up and my fake tooth fell out into my hand.

Damn.

I called the dentist for an emergency visit, and they were able to fit me in.

Excellent.

By 2:00pm, I was free. I went home, checked my email, and then drove off to the fishing circuit.

I started the circuit at a new spot, which I will not yet reveal, since I didn't catch any fish there. But I did spot four snook cruising the area, so I shall return, armed for bear.

I also spotted a snook at my next stop, at CPB, southwest side near the bridge. I tossed out my Yo-zuri and the snook circled back to the lure, got close enough to sniff it, then turned away.

Damn.

Jumped a ladyfish a few casts later.

Damn.

With the stench of the skunk on me, I headed to my last location: the Snell Isle Secret Spot.

The secret spot...it did not disappoint. With a full moon on the horizon and a high outgoing tide, the secret spot was boiling.

Here are the fish I caught, all on a 1/4oz Yo-zuri Crystal Minnow (gold sides/green back) that I gave my dad for Christmas, and who consequently left it in my car last weekend. Merry Christmas!

I led off with a spotted trout, which is an unusual fish to catch on a hard-body artificial:



Much to my surprise, my second catch was another trout. This one I measured at 12".


Next up, a lady in the 15" range:



Then, another lady:

And another...

And, another:

And another!



Back to the trout:



And another:



My fishing buddy heard all the commotion and showed up for a free snack:

My 10th and final fish was a sea trout, and then I decided to call it quits:



The hero of the day:


$10 well spent.

For the purposes of memory, I was fishing the Yo-zuri very different today than usual. On the retrieve, I had the rod tip low off the dock--almost to the water--and found a pop-pop-pause-pop seemed to bring in the heavy bites. The lower I got the lure into the water column, the higher the probability to picking up a trout. The higher part of the water column belonged to the ladies.

I didn't mention the number of ladyfish that I jumped at the secret spot, but it was at least as many as I caught. This might have been my career best day of saltwater fishing, and proof positive that big days on the solunar table equal big days of catching.

Hoping to get out on the Hills tomorrow, but if not, this trip ought to hold me for a few days.