Got to Garris around 10am trying to get away from the redfish cup tourney folks and hoping to find some unmolested fish. Instead there were tournament boats on many of the creek mouths and banks we intended to hit and the wind hindered our ability to locate any other areas holding fish. Essentially we rode around all day looking and not catching getting nice and wind burned. Oh well gotta pay your dues and we sure did. Picked a bucket of real nice oysters to soothe our bruised egos.
Ugh