Woke up Thursday to 25 degree temps but with no winds and highs predicted in the 50s I had to go check on the redfish. Patrolled the surf for a while but dirty water made staying on the reds nearly impossible. The water was 45 as I left the beach and headed for the river where it was a steamy 39! Began poling the flats and quickly found a pod of 10 reds but they were not interested in eating. Checked another flat and began seeing singles, doubles and a few triples of nice upper slot fish but none of them hungry. As the tide bottomed out I knew they would be heading for a deepwater point waiting for the tide to flood. The water peaked at 43.5 degrees and they began chewing. Caught and released 12 reds from 23-26 inches on doa jerk baits and gulp shrimp. Left them biting because they weren't putting up much of a fight. Hit a different flat hoping to see some fresh hungry fish ready to push onto the now warmer muddy bottom. Didn't see too many reds but saw some very nice speckled trout in less than 10 inches of water. The clouds set in and it got cold quick so I took off for my long run back to the ramp.
Friday I joined Mechanic Bob for a trip to the sweetwater. The bass were busting first thing in the morning but they didn't take notice to our lures. Finally around lunchtime Bob mentioned he always catches one on this particular point and dang if a fish didn't bust a minute later. I tossed a worm in his direction and got bit. Bob ended up tying the score a little later but they definately had lockjaw most of the day. It was almost too calm on the lake making the bite tough. Usually its the wind blowing too hard.
