Monday in the Marsh

After morning services on Sunday, we returned to Matagorda. I had scheduled to be off work on Monday so we had a bonus day at PPRV #7.

Check out the sunset at 3-Mile lake!

On Monday we headed out to East Matagorda Bay to see if we could use the tracks and experience we had gained with Captain Bill. Here we are at the pipeline crossing.

Unfortunately as we approached the cut into the bay, the wind started to kick up and we decided not to press our luck. We fished some spots on the ICW and headed in for lunch with no fish to speak of. After lunch we loaded the yaks and headed off to the marsh where we would be more protected from the wind.

The redfish were small but willing to take the live shrimp we were offering.

Our light wire hooks took a beating from the crushing force of the red's jaws.

Tracy shows off her little red.

They weren't all throwbacks though as Tracy displays the his n' hers redfish.

These two were a matched set with barely 1/2 inch separating them.

Here is a smile that's worth a million bucks. She is happily catching small fish!

Tracy caught this cool "three spotter" near the usual corner.

We should name this guy "domino".

Big John back at the launch as the sun is getting right.

Two hands of gold! The color on these fish was exceptional.

Can you say "supper"?

Birthday on the Bay

This year for my birthday, Tracy and I went fishing with a guide. This was to be our first trip out into East Matagorda Bay.

It was a combo trip - part navagation and part fishing. Our guide, Captain Bill (Gold Tip Guide Service) agreed to help me mark some of the many shallow reefs and obstructions and was ready to chase the feeding birds whenever the opportunity presented itself.


We left the harbor at 7AM and got to see a beautiful sunrise as we headed east down the ICW.


Here is a short video of our trek to the bay. Watch that barge!


It wasn't freezing weather but the air had a snap to it this early and Captain Bill came prepared!

Here is Tracy and Captain Bill with one nice trout. Fishing over working birds is fast and furious - Tracy called it speed fishing. When the birds are feeding, the fish are just below pushing the bait to the surface. You have to be fast to keep up with Captain Bill!

We ended up with 20 fish in the box by 9:00AM and I got to mark some spots on the north shoreline for future reference. I'm especially thankful for the track in and out of the bay so I won't get hung up - or at least if I do I'll know what the name of the reef is!

Thanks Captain Bill for a memorable trip and thanks to Karen as well.

Later in the day we headed to the beach to look for beans. We got a nice unexpected suprise when we saw the migrating monarch butterflies sailing over the dunes.

While we didn't see huge concentrations of them, there were enough in the air to make it special.

Here is the sun setting across the mouth of the Colorado.

I had a great time celebrating my 49th with a day on the bay.

Mini Slam

Catching the three most popular Texas inshore species constitutes a "Slam".

Tracy and I teamed up for a mini-slam by catching trout reds and a flounder in the river and diversion channel.

This pretty speck took the live shrimp offering along the river bank near Selkirk.

Tracy matched my trout with one of her own. I think this girl tops mine.

We moved down river and fished below the ICW where I caught this 14" flounder.

Back at the trailer while Tracy was taking a break, I found a hungry red that was a little short.

Two keeper trout was plenty for our supper and even though the other two were released, they may find their way back to the box one day in the future.

Little Red River

Earlier this year brother Paul indicated that he had never been fortunate enough to fish for trout in the Little Red River near Heber Springs, Arkansas.

I had nearly worn him out with pictures and fish tales when I would make a side trip from visiting Robyn while she was earning her degrees at Harding University in Searcy, about 45 minutes south of the famous spot where the record Brown trout was caught in 1992.

Paul stayed after me all Spring but we were never able to put the trip together. A window of time finally appeared near the end of September which coincided with his 50th birthday so the trip was scheduled.

We headed out on Thursday afternoon and arrived at the Swinging Bridge Resort (aka fish camp) with a mind to fish.



Here we are on the first morning ready to find out if the rainbows and browns of the LRR were in the mood to come out and play. As you can see we were starting with UL spinning rods and white roostertails.

I think this was the money shot of the whole trip. Early morning fog and a nice view of Sugar Loaf mountain in the background makes a nice picture - even with a crusty old fisherman in the foreground..

Check out this video of the first fish of the day.

Here is the happy fisherman with his first LRR brown. Not a record but one for the books anyway.



We caught several rainbows in the 14"-15" range. They were feisty and colorful and not as easy to catch as you might think.

Click on the picture above to see the nice coloration of this fat brown.

Some of the rainbows were dark with lots of spots like this chunky one.

Others were light colored with bright fins and cheek patches.

On Saturday, the river level was down which made for better fishing but when they started generating electricty through the turbines, the water levels below the dam started to rise. The locals all headed down river to get in a few more hours of fishing so we followed.



"Go to Ramsey", we were told so after a quick bite we headed down to see what was happening. When we arrived, we were greeted by this little guy who apparently was a regular at the Ramsey boat ramp.


We nicknamed him "Reek-o" as his odor arrived long before he did. Man if I ever thought about getting a goat, this guy convinced me otherwise. Peeyou!


This was a pretty spot to fish and there were lots of geese to entertain us when the fish weren't biting. I shot some video which you can see by clicking HERE.

All that remains of the swinging bridge above Winkley Shoals is this spot. There was a terrible tragedy here 20 years ago when the bridge collapsed killing five members of a camping group.

There was a lot to see along the riverbank including this beautiful bush. The flowers looked like a wild orchid and the hummingbirds loved it.

Paul proved once again that he is a true fisherman. He caught his limit of five on Saturday.

It isn't hard to see the hand of God if you have your eyes open. This sunset over Sugar Loaf is a good example.

We had a great time and it was a trip to remember. We headed back on Sunday and I arrived home in time for evening worship. I sure had plenty to thank God for!

Next year I'm turning 50 - we are already thinking about possible destinations.

I wonder how late the Connecticut Lakes area stays open?

Seeing Red

Saturday is the day - West Matagorda Bay or bust!

We arrived on Friday to be greeted by "The Swarm". The recent rain had hatched a serious wave of the little bloodsuckers and had changed the mix of water in the river. I made a few casts with the fly rod upon arrival but couldn't raise a ripple.

After a nice dinner and visit with the Wilson's I decided that even if the fish were biting it wouldn't be possible to fish with all the mosquitoes trying to suck the life out of us. There were some folks fishing under the lights off the boat dock but I think they were wondering who was really "getting bites", them or the mosquitoes.

The hummingbirds we had enjoyed last week were also gone. They were apparently just passing through on the annual migration. I caught some nice video and posted it at Front Yard Films for your viewing enjoyment.

We got an early start on Saturday morning and followed the track from last week with no problems. Our first spot was almost fish free so we moved to where we could cast our live shrimp without staring into the morning sun. We finally found some reds that were just under the 20" minimum size limit like this pretty "two spot".

Tracy was catching more than her share but couldn't seem to find that keeper.

I, on the other hand, was going for variety. I caught some little reds, hardheads, lady fish, and even this small sting ray.

Some fish get a bad rap as being ugly, but even this little black drum showed off his silver and turquoise sheen in the morning sun.


Tracy fished hard off the front deck of the Second Honeymoon and her efforts finally paid off big time.




Click on this video above to see Tracy in action!


Here she is with the catch of the day - 26" and 7.5 lbs. A fine redfish!




We had a little trouble getting back due to my lack of experience at boating in shallow water and inadvertently upset a fishing party that thought we were getting too close. Sorry! From their actions I think they were "seeing red" in a different way than we were.

We decided to go out again after lunch and stayed in the deeper water of the Diversion Channel and the river. We each caught a keeper trout along with several small fish when I got the idea to head upriver to our spot near Selkirk.

After fishing unsuccessfully under a cork, I thought that maybe the fresh water from the recent rains had pushed the fish down low. I thought I would drop a shrimp down to the bottom to get below the fresh water. I caught several small bait stealers and finally connected with a nice 20" trout confirming my suspicion that the trout were there - they were just not up high in the water column.

On the way back home we saw a pair of bald eagles soaring overhead and at least six osprey. I hope they are stopping for the winter and not just passing through.

We still have a lot to learn about Matagorda fishing but for now we are enjoying the blessings associated with being outside in God's creation and the joy of hearing the drag scream once in a while.

Personal Best Speck 2

I spent a few hours volunteering at the nature center on Friday afternoon and had some time in the evening to wet a line.


I managed a nice speck - not my biggest but big enough for a meal!

Tracy answered the call with her own fat speck but this was only the beginning of her catch.

We had some fun with some throwbacks including this little red.

Tracy got a surprise from his juvenile jack - these guys are major league fighters. We caught a nice bag of fish and donated them to our friends at Spoonbills. They really enjoyed the fresh fish for supper after the restaurant closed for the night.

Saturday morning turned out to be stormy so our navigation cruise to West Matagorda Bay was questionable. In between the thunderstorms we tied on the tops and worked the riverfront in front of the trailer. This spot has produced a lot of big fat fish all summer and as we were about to find out there were still some big girls left to be tempted by a sashaying spook.

After several minutes of working her lure with only a couple of halfhearted takes, Tracy connected with her personal best speck to date.

Here I am holding the 24-1/2", 4.9 lb beast. I think even though this girl was 1/2" shorter than my big one, this one out weighed mine by nearly a pound.

We continued to fish through the weather and I had a nice red take my full sized spook off the top. Here Stephen is helping out with the net work.

I love the multi spot reds like this quad-spotted jumbo.

Stephen and Julie caught some nice specks and donated them to our fish bag. Note the spots on this speck compared to the one Tracy caught. This one is part leopard!

I pulled out the long rod and threw some flies out to see if I could fool a fish with some bucktail and flash or some sili-skin stretched over a hook in the shape of a minnow (gummy minnow) as this speck found out.

We did finally head out to West Bay and had a nice tour of the southeast corner. I got an electronic breadcrumb trail on my handheld GPS so we should be able to find our way out and back without getting hung up on an oyster reef or sandbar.