A little tune to get ya in the mood.
This last week my buddy Trevor and I rolled on down to Charleston, SC to fish with our good friend Garret. The mission was to catch a redfish on fly while poling the flats in and around Chucktown, along with a few Speckled Trout and Black Drum mixed in.
Garret’s Dad was even kind enough to let the three of us roll in his sweet flats skiff for the week.
The first day had a bit of a rough start. Trevor woke up looking a little sick, turns out he had the Flu. He decided to sleep it off while Garret and I fished the morning tide. After finding little on the flats we spent some time pitching shrimp to some docks in deeper water.
A lost hat early in the day led to what some have called my “Shocktop hair.” I feel it was good luck and led to our first double.
Later we headed back to the house to check on Trevor. He looked a bit better and joined us for the afternoon. We found some trout…
The next day we headed up the intercoastal about an hour to the town of McClellanville, and gave the flats of Cape Romain a shot. This turned out to be a bust so we headed back to Charleston for the afternoon where Garret got a break from the poling platform and found some success…
The next day the fishing really lit up. With three days of weather in the mid 70′s we saw good numbers of fish on the flats. After a little looking around we found a nice school and went to work.
After bumping a nice school of reds around a flat for a few hours Trevor hooked up with our first red on the fly.
We kept working the school until I hooked up with my first fish. Unfortunately, I pulled the hook about half way from the boat. Rough life.
Our next and final day was beautiful with temps in the upper 70′s. With the warm weather, the fish were tailing in the grass flats. A rarity in January.
After a few attempts at tailing fish by Trevor, we changed flies and I got up front. Made a cast….thought I spooked him…fish on!
Photographs by Garret.
We finished out the day poling a few more flats….made casts at some fish with no success. With slower fishing in the afternoon Garret gave Trevor and myself a chance to get on the poling platform.
A huge THANK YOU to Garret’s parents for welcoming us into their beautiful home and treating us like family. And of course many thanks to Garret for working his ass off to put us on the fish each day!