It’s not that I haven’t been fishing, but i just haven’t had much to report on, but today was finally a decent day worthy of note.
Conditions first. We had another cold front push through Wednesday night bringing in some cooler temps. This mornings low was about 49/50° but winds were “supposed” to be light. Tide was “supposed” to be low at 10a with 0.0 height. Well all that was wrong..lol.
I launched about 8:30a and the tide was plenty low, but that’s how I likes it right. Knowing I couldn’t get into the creeks to chase em, I decided to head over towards (spoiler alert) the Stoney Bayou area and see what the flats had on them. I hadn’t even got my line stripped off when a Red blows out. Good sign right… I get my 
together and proceed to hunt, problem is that zero forecasted wind was blowing about 8/9mph and had just enough surface wrinkle to make spotting fish at distance extremely difficult, to add to that, I initially had a borski slider style fly on, minus the deer hair head/colkar, that was dragging up more grass than a Wille Nelson Concert. So I figured I’d go full on borski slider, collar and all, but it to liked the green stuff about as much as Snoop Dog. Tide was steady dropping into the negative side and it’s to the point that the grass is pretty much at the surfa when it hits me… I tied up a popper a while back that I’ve been wanting to try out.
Couple of blind test casts and we’ve got a winner. Armed and ready to rock I get to pushing ye ole skiff across the flat. I’m seeing plenty of fish, but they are to close to get a shots off before they see me, spook and take off. Undeterred I finally find a slick, and see a tailer busting bait. I ease over and sure enough Murphys law or maybe it’s Lefty’s law, kicks in as I’m trying to get the shot made. The wind goes double digits on me and sends my fly about 15’ off its mark. This Red is now coming at me head on, up a prop scar, and I can’t for the life of me get the fly where it needs to be. 80’ out in 15mph gusts, with a unweighted popper proved to be a damn difficult shot to make. But alas after 4 or 5 attempts it all comes together. I drop the fly about a foot in front of him, while he’s nose down. I let it sit, till he raises up, and I give it a pop to get his attention, and sure enough he zeros in on it. Another easy bump, and he’s at it, one more easy bump and he blows it up!! Fishon!! After a short fight he’s boat side, a quick pic and he’s off to swim another day.
I continue on but the wind just continues to get worse, to the point that visibility sucks, so I just kinda drift and blind cast a bit. Had a couple blow ups that missed the hook, but regardless that one eat was awesome. Top water reds or really any Topwater fishing is some of my favorite, but to Topwater sight cast one on the fly is next level fun. He ended up being the only Fish for the day, but it only takes sometimes to make it all worth it.
