It was a gorgeous morning to be on the water.
Straight off the bat, we paddled back to Snook Island, hoping to get a red or snook on the early morning bite. We stopped briefly at Carrabas and had some good follows from redfish, but no takers.
Snook Island and the surrounding waters were really quiet for the first hour or so, so quiet, in fact, that I was starting to think we should cut our losses and move out. Right about that time, Kelly caught his first fish, a nice snook on a Spook Jr.
A short time later, he caught a trout, leaving him with only a redfish left to complete the slam.
Meanwhile, I had caught two trout on soft plastics, and was back to throwing my Badonkadonk. I had drifted right up to the edge of Shell Key preserve, so I anchored up and started fanning out casts. A short time later, I caught a nice 21" redfish.
After this red, I had three more blow-ups from reds, so I waved Kelly over and we started slaying 'em.
I caught another in the same size, and then Kelly got his red, also on the Spook Jr. By 8:30am, he had his slam:
We hung out in this spot for another twenty minutes, each of us losing out a a number of reds, but then the bite died and we paddled out.
From there we went out to the major flat adjacent to Bunce's Pass and chucked a variety of artificials. Kelly added another two to three trout, and I think I notched another as well. We each caught a couple of pinfish which we then cut up for sharking.
Our first shark, however, was not a shark. It was a big ass bull red on the end of Kelly's line:
We continued to soak baits, with each of us bringing two sharks to the boat, all of them bonnetheads. It was a drag screaming good time.
*We also added in a "trash can slam" each, catching a catfish, pinfish, and lizardfish. I actually caught a trash can grand slam, adding a needlefish to my list.
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