Went out Friday at noon with friend Dave Dalu in his Super Skiff and poked around on the incoming, looking for reds along the grass line. Saw a few moving thick into the grass, but they never came out to give us a shot. Picked up one little red on the fly, probably 17" long. Ate a rattle copperhead fly as I stripped it out of the grass.
Went out again Saturday morning to fish a mud flat that usually holds some really nice reds on it. Was disappointed when the forecasted 6 mph wind turned out to be 15-20 mph. Waves on the flat stirred up the mud pretty good, making visibility next to impossible, and poling through soft mud in 6 inches almost comical. Called the day early and came back to the house to do a little overdue maintenance work on the trailer and boat.
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