Decided with a huge tide tonight a lil late that the water would be well enough into a certain flat to walk with the whip stick. Got to the flat and it was dry. Had about an hour so ran and got some dinner and came back. Perfect timing. Get out a bit and post up. All of a sudden tails and blow ups are everywhere. Bad part is the bottom is endless where they were at. Buddy ventures out as far as possible and waits. I go and wait were they were at a few days ago. Bout 10 minutes later i hear a “Hell Yeah!” and my buddy is hooked up with his first tailer and red otf. After a short battle and not being able to chase them the fish comes off. Still smiling he cusses a lil bit and try again. Had 3 other good shots but no takers. Saw about 15 tailers and had to leave them still choppin do to darkness and the 10 ft water lizards.
Keep casting.