Sharing a few good reports from two Hardcore Kayak Anglers:
by Jose Chavez!
Chris showed up at my house a 4:30 am, we loaded up and headed to the East coast in search of monster reds. I had only slept a couple of hours, part of me was wishing I had stayed in bed and slept longer and part of me was excited, hoping that today would be the day I finally get to do the dance with an east coast monster.
When we arrived at the boat ramp I was happy to see that the winds were down. We started making our way to the area we had previously fished and spooked a couple reds on the way. When we arrived to our location there was no sight of any activity. A decision had to be made, we decided to relocate and move further south. In the distance we started spotting mullet activity, as we approached two schools of “west coast” sized reds swam right past us ignoring everything we had to offer. We continued moving further south until we reached the schools of mullet. We started working the schools with no avail. We decided to get a couple pieces of cut bait out and not even 5 minutes later we had double hook up.
Since I am one of those crazy people that carries 4 rods on me when I fish, I decided to sacrifice my twitch bait rod and get another piece of cutbait out, Chris had already tied on circle hooks and thrown a couple pieces of cut bait out at the time and was on a double hook up! He landed and released both fish, I was starting to wonder what the heck was keeping the fish away from my line, but a few seconds later all drags start screaming within 5 seconds of each other and we had a quadruple hookup!!! It was absolute mayhem! Little did we know that would be the first of many. It got to a point were we couldn’t manage having that many fish on at once so we agreed that after two fish were hooked up we would reel out the other two lines. This worked well from preventing any more quadruple hookups but still resulted in double digit triple and double hookups!
It was one of the craziest days on the water I have ever had, before I had a chance to release one red, another one would hook up!
The smallest red I caught was about 31 inches! and I ended up with a double digit redfish day as did Chris. Most of the reds were in the mid to upper thirties. Chris caught his personal best red which measured 38 inches. I caught personal best reds 5 times that afternoon. From a 37 to 38 to 40 to 45.1 to 46.1 incher!!!! This red also ended up being the Kayak Wars All-Time East Coast Record!
My 40 incher
Chris’s 38 incher
My 45 incher
My 46 incher (Not bad for 10 lb braid, 20 lb leader, and a 6’8 rod rated for 12 lb test)
I also ended up with a 27 inch trout
This picture pretty much sums up how the entire day went :
It was definitely a day for the books! Good company and a great day of fishing! I loved every second of it, until I noticed that at some point my GPS had fallen out of the boat from me getting in and out from measuring the fish. The lagoon has been costly to me in terms of gear. I have lost a GPS, my wang anchor, and broken a rod in two trips, in all cases it was my fault over something stupid.
Here are some more pictures of the past couple of weeks:
Chris molesting a fish:
Taking a break from the Kayak
by Mike T.
Don’t get me wrong this has been my best year of fishing ever, I have learned sooo much about fish and fishing while kayaking. Last month was my year anniversary fishing from a kayak and I love everything about it. It is the most relaxing thing for me to do well almost the most relaxing thing . I just wanted to do something different…
Here are some of this years highlights.
I was itching to fish out of a boat so I decided give Tommy Z a call. He told me to meet him at the ramp and we would go get on some fish. We arrived to the 1st spot and this little guy decided that he would chill with us and enjoy the beautiful day.
After 10-15 minutes Tommy has 2-3 pound mangroves chummed up all behind the boat. It was a blast busting them up on light tackle but that’s not what we were there for I just finished putting my dinner in the ice box when all of a sudden I get handed a rod that’s screaming off drag like I have never heard before. He coached me through the fight and gave me some motivational words once or twice and after a nice battle Tommy gaffed this beauty like the pro he is.
My biggest king…
After a smoke and a couple of jokes we moved to shallower water and busted up the grouper. We fought through some shorts and landed two keepers and decided to call it a day.
Snapper Dinner Day two:
Got to fire up the smoker too: