Skipped out on work. Left Greenville at 4:45 a.m. Got to Edisto around 8:30. Got my boat from the house and went to the marina. Forgot something at the house, so had to run back to get it. Finally got the boat in and was off.
First, I went to find bait. Looked around for a bit around Bailey Island, and finally saw the little flicks and the tell-tale sound of the flicking on the surface. The menhaden seemed schooled up in small groups, and only caught 5-6 at a time (or less). After quite a number of throws of the net, I felt like I had enough bait for the day, and I was off. (Finding bait can be a pain, but I also find it to be a fun part of the process…almost therapeutic.)
Headed to one spot I know and fished it for a while. Absolutely nothing happened. This was at dead low tide, and no current was moving at all, really. Stayed there for a while until I figured it was time to move. Tried another spot that I’d never fished. Nothing there, either. I didn’t give that spot very long, and moved on to the spot that has almost always yielded fish.
Positioned the boat, dropped anchor, and put out my lines to fish the incoming tide. Over the next few hours, I had a bunch of hits. After a few hours, I had five slot reds and one 27” (7 pounds on the boga). Also had a shark that took a menhaden on top. Another shark (had to be) spooled me and broke me off. And another big red (I think - it was actiing like a red) broke me off on some structure (wore through the leader). Also had a small flounder that got off right at the boat.
Then, at 4:48 (I remember looking at my watch), I told myself “I’m going to give it until 5:00 and call it a day.” Well, within about 10 seconds, the rod doubled over. Several minutes later, I had a 29” red (8 pounds on the boga) in the boat. That was a perfect way to end the day.
Headed back to the marina, put the boat on the trailer, headed back to the house and cleaned up the boat. Put the cover back on the boat, and headed up the road. First stopped of
