Trout Fishing On The Bay!

Wading in the flats and fishing in St. George Soundfish on the end of my fishing line. This time it felt like
was as soothing and relaxing an outing as I've had inI had hooked a concrete block. I brought him to the
years. Getting out of bed early, my brother in lawtop of the water. When I measured him on the inch
and I left the rest of our vacationing family andmarks I had painted on my rod, he proved to be 22
drove the mile to St. George Island State Park," long; well within the 18-27 inch size regulations for a
Florida. We'd scouted the area the day before andRed Fish. I put him in my mesh bag that was tied to
found that the boat landing area at the park wasn'tmy fishing vest and let him swim around with the
deep enough to safely launch the boat. The islandtwo trout.
was still digging out of the sand due to HurricaneMy silver spoon seemed to be the bait of the day
Dennis.for within 10 minutes I had another fish on the line.
Since we couldn't put the boat in the water there,As I brought him closer to me I saw that it was
we just pulled the truck, boat and trailer into a niceanother Redfish; a little larger than the first one. Since
shady spot close to the water and decided to wade.I had already caught my limited of Reds for the day,
It was a beautiful morning for wading and we almostI released the one in the bag and replaced him with
had the whole bay to ourselves at 8:00 in thethe larger one I had just caught.
morning. There was only one kayaker paddling aroundEvery fisherman who has ever caught a good sized
about a half mile from us.fish looks around to see if anyone else had
The gentle lapping of the water around my knees,witnessed his great achievement. I scanned the area
the picturesque morning sun and the mist on thearound me and saw there were two other fishermen
water made this morning a magnificent one. Wenow standing on a sand bar about two hundred
slowly eased around the oyster bars that seem toyards from me. There was also the kayaker I had
exist throughout the bay. About a half mile away Iseen earlier, closer to me now, paddling around the
could see a boat cautiously moving through the openoyster bars enjoying the morning. My brother-in-law
water of the bay, careful not to run agroundseemed to be didn't seem to be having much
because the water could change from 4 feet deepsuccess for he merely shook his head in disgust as I
to 0 in a flash!held up the beauty I had just caught.
Before I left the shore I had stocked my fishing vestAs I was about to cast again, I saw the Kayaker
with a couple of spoons, a gold one and a silver one.getting close to me. I was about to become irritated
That was the only tackle I had with me. Whenabout someone invading my fishing space when the
wading I carry a mesh nylon bag to carry my fish ifgirl who was paddling the boat yelled, "Are you Bob
I'm going to eat them later. I also put my FloridaAlexander?"
non-resident fishing license in a zip lock bag andNow this was spooky! Out in the middle of
stuffed it in one of the many pockets of my vest.Apalachicola Bay, almost 500 miles from home and
Tying on my gold spoon, I cast into the shore sidesomeone is looking for me? She certainly didn't look
weeds. I hadn't retrieved it more that a few feetlike a bill collector or the IRS. For a moment I thought
when something grabbed it and headed for the otherI must be in the middle of a Twilight Zone episode.
side of the bay. After a few wild forays up andAs the girl paddled closer, she proved to be a
down the channel between the two oyster bedsmermaid with a gift! As I waved my hand in
where I was standing in waist deep water, I broughtacknowledgement, she held up the zip lock baggie
the fish up to me. It was a beautiful trout about twothat I used to carry and protect my fishing license. It
pounds. I continued wading and casting down themust have fallen out of my pocket and drifted on
shore line and eventually worked my way further outthe wind to where the lady kayaker was floating.
into the bay. During this time I caught one moreNot only did we have a great morning of fishing, but
trout and nothing else.I had also experienced a miracle. You can't ask for
Tiring of not seeing another fish, I changed to mymuch more from a sunny morning in June.
silver lure. Within a couple of casts I had a good sized