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Outing Information Only / Re: 2015 PINS trip report
« Last post by Puck on September 23, 2015, 09:38:06 AM »
This pretty much says it all.  We were lucky to duck the bullet!

September 22, 2015, Red Tide Update

Padre Island National Seashore air quality varies depending on wind direction, but the aerosols in the air today are very strong. We still advise that pets, infants, and those with breathing issues do not walk on the beach at this time. We also do not advise that anyone walk on the beach at this time bare foot. Spines and bones from the decaying fish can pose serious health risks if stepped on by people or pets. The spines from catfish can also flatten vehicle tires if you attempt to drive down island. We will keep you updated as conditions change.
General Discussion / Re: Shoalwater
« Last post by John on September 23, 2015, 06:47:28 AM »
Link to a few videos
Outing Information Only / Re: TFF Outing: RedFish Rodeo Rockport
« Last post by Wormdrowner on September 23, 2015, 06:27:30 AM »
What the hell is going on!?!? Doesn't anyone want to fish anymore? The RR is 2 weeks away and we have only 7 people signed up!


Seems like a shame to put the effort into organizing this and see such apathy!

Come on and sign up!
General Discussion / Re: Shoalwater
« Last post by Finn Maccumhail on September 22, 2015, 03:32:58 PM »
General Discussion / Re: Shoalwater
« Last post by John on September 22, 2015, 12:54:41 PM »
Nice post Joe enjoyed it .....
Outing Information Only / Re: TFF Outing, Fishing the Sabine River, September 26th, 2015
« Last post by Puck on September 21, 2015, 12:30:18 PM »
Burkeville, Texas weather is looking good for this weekend.

General Discussion / Re: Shoalwater
« Last post by Puck on September 21, 2015, 04:47:08 AM »
Good post, and pictures.

General Discussion / Shoalwater
« Last post by Joe French on September 20, 2015, 05:29:22 AM »
John C. and I hit Shoalwater Saturday. Launched at Charlie's Bait Camp with our Solo Skiffs. We had a very high tide with low winds out of the East and may have gotten up to 10 mph by noon. Water was gin clear in many places. We both caught one red but saw many more. The problem was the fish could see us as soon as we saw them. John has his skiff set up really well and I got some good tips from him and had a great time fishing with him. Our propellers on the 3.5 Tohatsu's started cavitating (slipping)  badly going back in. I was going at about half throttle or less. I had a new aluminum prop and got one trip out of it.

We started out poling but later just started drifting with the rod ready.

Outing Information Only / 2015 PINS trip report
« Last post by Puck on September 19, 2015, 08:52:14 AM »
The Windknots will have the pictures, as will WordPress......

Here is the summary, so there is no need to read further:
1.   12 of us made the trip
2.   We caught some fish
3.   It rained
4.   Travel was relatively easy
5.   A good time was had by most

But if you must know the details:

John met at my house and we just chunked our gear into the back of the truck.  All the dry goods went into the “kitchen box” and what few cold things we had between us went into the drink cooler.

By the time we got on the road we found Scott was already at PINS, and that Eduardo was already rolling. 

On the road we were in touch with everybody but Mary-Kay and Skip, who got a late start.

By the time that we got to Malachite, about 1130, everybody showed up quickly. 

A quick rigging of rods and back-up gear, along with moving a cooler to the front of the truck, and the Tundra was ready. 

Time to roll out, finally, around 1300.  Our game plan was to look for fish and find a place to camp around mile 30.  The weather was a bit breezy for fly fishing all afternoon, but finding feeding fish turned out to be more of a challenge.

After miles of cruising the beach, we stopped and wet a line when we saw birds feeding way out in the horizon.  Only smallish ladyfish were brought to hand.

The travelling on Friday was extremely easy.  The sand was packed in most places and there was very little debris.  We were able to watch the water, with no real activity in it, without having to be too concerned about loose sand. 

We made it down to the 40 mile marker when we saw the clouds start to form.  In that area there is very little beach, so we backtracked to the 35 mile marker, where we had seen birds working offshore, to set up camp.  Camp was an interesting collection of shelters.  Tents, tent-cots, Jumping Jack trailer, and I have no idea what to call Tim’s hotel on wheels.  Tim supplied the name of “Outfitter Popup Truck Camper”

The clouds got darker, and flashes of lightning were off in the distance as we talked about making dinner. 
The campfire that John had worked so hard on was drowned as the rain came down and the wind shifted 180°.  Every tent and tent-cot that was up was turned over, or flattened.  I re-anchored mine by tying it to the truck.  John weighed his down by getting in it.  Eduardo joined Ron and Garland in the Jumping Jack.  3 of us decided that a room in town would be a better option.  Since we hadn’t heard from Skip and Mary-Kay, we didn’t know that they had also chosen that option.

Morning came, but the rain never let up until well after sunrise.  Coffee was late as our smaller group recounted the night, and had breakfast.  Since we had a lot of wet gear, we decided to stay in place and let the sun dry what it could.  This is where 4 of our group, which had stayed in town, found us, standing in the water, fishing.
All morning we had occasional showers, and just enough fish, mostly whiting, to keep us interested in fishing.  All afternoon Saturday the weather was perfect, just with a stronger wind than we liked for fly fishing.

Our camp finally broke apart after lunch as most of the gear was dry.  Moving north, away from the jetties turned out to be a good idea.  An angler coming from the jetties area told us that fishing was slow, travel was tough, and the water was off-color. 
His group had gotten into some big sharks, but not at the pace he was hoping for.

We kept moving and watching the water.  Around mile 25 or so, the water started clearing nicely, so we decided to pitch camp at another wide spot in the beach.  The wind was up, but no rain, as we sat around the campfire.  Tim volunteered to cook the HB hotdogs on his grill beside his palace, so we abandoned the campfire to sit under his canopy, and smell the dinner cooking.  He was able to cook an entire pack at once on his grill, much more efficient than the long forks held over the campfire, and a lot less sand in our teeth.
Tents up, dinner stuff packed away, the entire group scattered for their shelters.  For some reason we were tired.

Sunday morning, at 0430, I put kettle on for hot water and prepared the coffee pot.  Garland joined me soon and we brought our chairs over to watch the stars and chat.  Soon there was a line of chairs at the coffee pot and most of the group were admiring the stars and enjoying the morning.  The only time we used our headlamps or flashlights was when we absolutely had to.

But as pleasant as the morning was, and as comfortable as our chairs were, we came to fish.  As the sky lightened some of us started grabbing rods and making our way to the water.  Others sat, enjoying their coffee, and watching our friends fish. 
John landed a nice red just at sunrise Sunday morning.
What we didn’t know is that Jerry was flinging a spoon into the third gut, hooking up with Spanish mackerels, and releasing them.

About 0930 or so, we packed up camp and started making our way north towards the Malachite parking lot.  Movement in the water caught our attention.  It was only a flash, or a splash, but we had to throw something in the water.    Ladyfish and baby jacks were there and were willing to bite.

This is the location that Jerry hooked into a 22 pound jack.
At the malachite parking lot we reloaded most of our gear and disassembled the rods before the trip home.  A quick shower and we were on the road.

A small group stopped for food one the way home. 

The rest of us just drove to Houston, stopping only for jerky.

1630, home, transload, shake hands, and promise “next time” we part ways. 

Now the only task was to get all the sand and salt out of all of our gear.


Outing Information Only / Re: TFF Outing, Fishing the Sabine River, September 26th, 2015
« Last post by Puck on September 18, 2015, 07:03:20 AM »
8 people signed up.

Information sent to those that are signed up.

I am really looking forward to this trip.

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