Mack Attack

As we approached the beach, it had that look of dead floating seaweed awash on the lapping waves, yet none was sticking to the sand on the back flow of the wash. Upon closer review of the waters edge, revealed acres of greenies to threadfin herring abound as far as the eye could see! A black line of batfishes against a mixed greenish muddied sea, diving seagulls as in numbers like out of Hitchcock’s “The Birds” and many a mackerel breaking the surface in giving chase for a mixed and fulfilling dinner. Pulling out a Johnston ‘Sprite’ my son Edwin whipped it out across the diving birds and to the edge of this migrating pod of bait on the move. Bam on the first skip as not even a rotation of a crank happened and it was “FISH ON!” as his Pflueger spools drag screamed in an agony of despair. “Twenty-one inch Spanish at the fork, not bad for my first cast eh Dad,” Edwin exclaimed. “Wonder how many more I’ll get cause it is the only one we have with us today, maybe they will take a straw, is that what your going to use?” He was probably right as I chunked out a Gotcha in a smirk and said, “Lucky You, Watch the ole man work!” and work I did as I was changing lures like they change tires at Daytona and still looking for that first nudge much less a real hit and fish. Hmmm…he did say straws right. On that note, I too was now in catch up mode to Ed, as I tied a Jansik onto two #1 hooks and rigged up a pair of straws… Start calling your friends Ed and I will call mom to go to the store, looks like a fish fry tonight. In two and a half hours, we bagged out and headed for the house as the sharkers were heading out to the setting sun on the “T”. Bet it is a good one tonight but then again I will hear about it tomorrow and let you all know the rest of the story...
Angling the skinnies of Lemon bay via kayak to getting the legs wet the bite on the flats was not exclusive at all this Saturday morning. Spanish from last night out on the pier at Sharky’s to a hit on redfish, trout, snook and jack, all in a cooperative mood to feast on my soft crank baits or live greenies under a Cajun bobber. A true smorgasbord of fish this week and smiles for all, including the Offshore groups where I have heard reports of big Bonita’s to bunker sized Blues mixed with large Schoolie Kings and a mix of marauders out of the Inlet to New Pass from Grouper to Scamp. Sharks in an abundance around three miles out with yellowtail, lane and mangrove a bit further to the west from New pass at around thirty-six miles to the spot of enlightenment.
…”FISH ON!”