Try to stay cool, and patient, fellow anglers

rodcrafter@islc.netJune 30, 2012 

Fishing remains a bit iffy if you are following the tides. On the other hand, if you throw caution to the wind, so to speak, you may happen upon a few stragglers or perhaps a school of juveniles eager to take your hook. Unless you attempt a run offshore, your chance of quality returns will be minimal.

While some may blame the off-key fishing on a sudden change in weather, others are as eager to find different excuses. The simple fact remains: fishing has dropped off this week. I prefer to credit Mother Nature -- she has a way of reminding us we are just visitors.

Heavy rains early in the week, a drop in temperature and then a surge to normal summer days has caused a state of confusion. The result? Fishing is a matter of being in the right place at the right time. It is our job to find the place and time. On occasion, we may hold our own -- but this is not one of those times.

TRENDS

Spottail bass remain the most sought inshore species, but schools are scarce and fish are easily spooked. Artificial lures in gold, white or silver fleck tossed well in front of a lone fish or traveling school has worked.

Trout remain plentiful, but soft mouths and quick strikes have leveled the playing field. Flounder seem to have moved away from the flats and are now holding off larger mud rises, and strikes are slow. Whiting remain the dominant species, although they have moved away from the banks and are grouped close to outer pier and pilings. Sheepshead have been taken, but they reflect more of size than quantity.

Offshore action remains heavy for blackfish with an occasional tripletail on line. Grouper, drum and wahoo have fallen off, while dolphin continue following weed and grass lines.

TACKLE TIP

Newer lines have been made available recently. Shop around; You may find one that is more flexible and much lighter that will fit your needs much better.

PARTING POEM

When Mother Nature tosses a curve, other avenues need to be pursued. Although fishing has been reserved for the wait-and-see majority, there remains the devoted and determined. The sport is served quite well in this respect, as there seems to be a balance of fish just as hard-headed as those who seek them.

This week, a break from the ordinary. Although I lay no claim to any artistic ability at prose, it's like they say: Even a blind dog finds a bone every now and then.

The Reluctant Angler

My futile ramblings to entertain

At times reward is mine to gain.

But other times I fair not well

when other stories I do tell.

For this is one of those such times

It's simply about a friend of mine.

Upon the water he wished to go

The seas did toss him to and fro.

The look he gave pure agony

From this my friend upon the sea.

I never saw a face so pale

For he spent his time upon the rail.

Then at the moment he caught my eye

I heard him moan and then to sigh.

This is not right, I should be fine

Please show mercy, old friend of mine.

His one last plea he said to me

Just toss my bones into the sea.

If things get worse before I die

I know the reason and the why.

For future days should I survive

Will be to toast from nine to five.

For days at sea are not for me

I'll spend my time upon the tee.

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