Evening Surf

I am too easily influenced.

Usually when the term "surf" comes up in the evening around our house it means looking at fishing sites on the Internet.

A co-worker who will remain anonymous,(Mark) informed me yesterday at lunchtime that the conditions at Galveston included "green water to the beach and nearly flat surf".

I had a hard time concentrating on work for the rest of the afternoon knowing that my lawn was freshly mowed and that I was going to be leaving for a two day business trip on Thursday.

I called Tracy and suggested that we take a ride to Matagorda for a shell hunting and surf fishing evening. She was game so we headed out and arrived with about 3 hours of the day remaining.

I picked up some live shrimp at Rawlings and we drove down the beach for 3 1/2 miles beyond the access road. The Gulf beaches are cluttered with driftwood and seaweed along with the man-made debris that gets washed down the nearby rivers (Brazos, San Bernard, & Colorado) and also various items that get blown or thrown overboard from offshore platforms, ocean going vessels, and the abundance of fishing and pleasure craft that operate in the Texas waters.

Some say it is pretty ugly but there is beauty there if you look for it. I like the fact that the beach here is undeveloped and remote.

The fishing was fair - I caught some undersized specks, some hardheads and a few whiting. Even though I didn't break out the fillet knife it was good to be outdoors and enjoying the pretty weather for a change.

Surf Fisher


Small Speck


Sea-Run Speckled Trout


The Long Rod


Toothless


Evening Light


Whiting



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