Fishing Report, Sunday April 5, 2009 Courtesy Capt. Todd Casey

The wake up alarm on my phone went off at 4:45 AM on Sunday morning. I walked outside as the coffee was brewing and looked up into the sky to check the weather and there was not a draft of wind, and there were no stars to be seen. During this time of year the wind is usually strong out of the south as the sky anticipates a front blowing in. When the front gets here the north wind will gust hard and change the direction of the waves and my fishing game plan. This particular morning the wind was at a stand still with a light fog creeping above the landscape. The clouds were low above me and my boat was full of gas and oil. All of the top water baits on my boat were rigged with new hooks and the rods were waiting to be placed in the rod holders.
There are some huge trout stacked up in the shallow water near the spoils right now. When you can catch a morning like this in April and May, you have a great opportunity to catch a trout of a lifetime. I drove towards the boat dock in my vehicle in the dark and stopped at a convenience store to get a couple bags of ice. There was an aroma of freshly cooked breakfast tacos and I had to partake. The clerk wished me a good day after a small talk of fishing and I was on my way. My angler met me at the boat dock. We were after a big trout. A trout that would be a personal best for her. A fishing experience that would take your mind off of everything that is going on in life...if only for a minute or two.
The boat motor hummed and put us in a trance as it made its way north in the glassy water. I was at the helm and listened to the silence as I looked back at my angler as we headed down the ICW in the rising sun. She was sitting on the leaning post with her head down and snoozing as the buzzing motor calmed both of us on the long boat ride to our fishing hole.
The Power Pole shot down into the shallow water once we got to our spot. We slipped on our wading boots and grabbed our rods with Super Spooks tied on and scooted our way to a chance of a trout of a lifetime. Once we got to our spot, about knee deep, we started casting. There were a couple nice blow ups, a couple nice trout landed. Then with a silent succulent foamy glug there was a big trout on that top water. I spoke strongly but softly, "Is it a trout?" And she said, "Yes." As her knees nervously buckled and her arms were shaking. I saw the wide rubbery black tail come out of the water and knew that this fish was special. I started to slip towards her for help landing this fish and in seconds time as she lifted the rod up in the air the plug was freed from the huge fishes shaking head, and fluttered off into the air while whiplashing the line as the top water cracked back down on the calm water. The trout swam on.
Fishing right now is at its peak. The water temperature is perfect and fat trout are stacked up in their spawning areas. You catch some and you lose some, but the action is good. The excitement of getting a foamy blow up on a top water lure is worth the trip. Most of these fish are in two feet of water or less on the spoil banks starting at marker 77 north. I like to fish the edges of the spoils during a moving tide, in or out, and throw a big top water this time of season. It is a great time to catch a big trout, a big redfish and a great memory.

The Good Ol' Days are Now...
Captain Todd Casey

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