Roy Anderson, a friend of mine from Sarasota, and I went in search of a group of redfish that was spotted a few days earlier by another friend of mine.
We Let the wind drift us quietly closer to the spot where I was told the group of fish like to hang out. The slow quiet approach worked perfectly as we spotted them 30 to 40 yards out in front of us as we then put down the Power Pole.
I was told that this group of redfish were finicky and that proved to be true.
We threw jigs, top water baits and spoons at the group with no hook ups. We decided to leave them alone and look for some fish elsewhere and come back later.
Fishing elsewhere we hooked up on a nice size snook and a hard fighting Jack. Going back to where we saw the school of red fish earlier we found them still milling about.
After several more attempts to hook up Roy finally convinced a hefty fish out of the school to attack his jig and gulp bait. All the fish were safely released back in to the water to be caught another day.
Roy Anderson, a friend of mine from Sarasota, and I went in search of a group of redfish that was spotted a few days earlier by another friend of mine.
We Let the wind drift us quietly closer to the spot where I was told the group of fish like to hang out. The slow quiet approach worked perfectly as we spotted them 30 to 40 yards out in front of us as we then put down the Power Pole.
I was told that this group of redfish were finicky and that proved to be true.
We threw jigs, top water baits and spoons at the group with no hook ups. We decided to leave them alone and look for some fish elsewhere and come back later.
Fishing elsewhere we hooked up on a nice size snook and a hard fighting Jack. Going back to where we saw the school of red fish earlier we found them still milling about.
After several more attempts to hook up Roy finally convinced a hefty fish out of the school to attack his jig and gulp bait. All the fish were safely released back in to the water to be caught another day.