The month of October in the marsh is the time of year that many of us look forward to the most. Reds & Trout in the marsh and cooler weather, the thought of it puts a smile on my face. So far, October has been pretty uneventful for me. We’ve had a few cold fronts move through but it seems that they prefer the weekends to show up. And the weekends in between, when the weather is nice, we’re busy. This time of year shouldn’t be this busy!
A couple weeks ago, I took a mid-week trip with some friends. A front had passed through a couple days before and we were looking forward to seeing how the fish were reacting in Pointe Aux Chenes. We found dirty water, very dirty in some ponds.
As I was entering a section of marsh, I noticed about three redfish cruising away from me. I cast approximately in front of them and before I started reeling, was hooked up. He was a small guy, at 19″. He was caught using a weedless inline spinner bait by Seein Spots Lures.
I had a couple more bites, but didn’t land them. I learned that while my friends had a couple of hook-ups, they also lost them at the boat. And while I noticed a lot of fish, they were very spooky.
Last Saturday the weather was looking promising. Andrew and I were planning to head down to Cocodrie and fish some new areas, but he had a wedding to attend in New Orleans later that day and wanted to hang out closer. We headed to Cypremort Point instead. Reports had been good throughout the week and it looked like the trout were moving in. We got out there around 9am and saw many kayaks out on the water. We decided to head to Shark Bayou to look for reds.
The water was very nice, and pretty salty. But no sign of redfish anywhere. We talked to several guys out there who were having similar luck. We ended up leaving early to get back home.
This weekend was another busy weekend. I was photo-shooting a wedding on Saturday so fishing was a no-go. Sundays are always busy, but we got away in the afternoon and headed toward Cocodrie. I brought along the fly rod, but 10-15mph winds had me throwing spinning gear.
Though the water was murky, there were fish everywhere we looked in the shallow ponds. Andrew actually hooked up on the fly to a small red, who ended up breaking his line. If I had given up on trying to fight the wind with the fly earlier, I would’ve probably caught more fish.
It was getting dark and I was paddling further from the launch. I found a cut off of a main canal where the water was moving out. I pulled in a 13″ trout there and called it a day. And enjoyed the sunset as I headed in.
Fishing primarily with artificial lures can be tough on some days. I have a buddy who limited out several times this weekend in a different area using dead shrimp as bait, and there’s nothing wrong with that. But I get more satisfaction feeling a fish slam an artificial and knowing that I fooled it. And more is learned on the tough days than on the days that you’re constantly pulling them in.