Well, the plan for this past weekend was for Andrew & I to get out on the water in PAC on Saturday and then go to a local pond on Sunday to introduce someone else to the sport. On Thursday morning, I get a text inviting me to go with my father-in-law to PAC on Friday.
It wasn’t an early trip Friday. We probably finally wet a line around 10 or so. Our first location was the Wildlife Management Area on the north side of Hwy 665. The water was pretty clean but there was grass everywhere we went.
After about an hour with no bites, we headed to the Island Rd. launch. We put in and my father-in-law casted to the clumps of marsh grass right at the launch and hooked a 17″ Red. With that, we had high hopes but were soon let down. We worked the banks to the northeast of the launch. He hooked another but didn’t land it. I had no luck at all. We packed up again and searched around for another area. The wind was picking up throughout the day, but was never really calm at any point, so we were looking for a protected area. We went all the way to Cocodrie.
We traveled down Bayou Sale Rd. almost all the way to Dulac before we found another put in. We started working the banks in a small canal right off the road. After about 15 minutes, I hooked up with what felt to be a nice sized fish. It broke the surface a few times before breaking my line. I was too busy fiddling with my drag to even confirm that it was a Red.
Again, we searched and searched and came up empty, so we called it a day.
Saturday, Andrew and I were on the road around 5. We were making our way back to PAC. I figured I’d give it another shot. We were in the water at the Island Rd. launch around 7. We started at the same marsh grass clumps were my father-in-law caught the Red the day before, hoping to repeat that success. I wasn’t surprised when that didn’t happen. We headed to the marsh west/southwest of the launch. Again, the water was clean with a lot of grass.
We made our way to a cut in the marsh with some water movement, and Andrew had a run-in with a small redfish. He estimates it was around 13″. It was enough to keep us motivated. As he paddled north, I continued working the area. I found a small cove in the marsh where I saw some surface activity. As I casted towards the tail, I spooked but it and another red I hadn’t noticed. A few seconds later, I spooked a couple of drum that I tried casting to. I must admit, while sight-casting may be fun, it’s more difficult than I expected.
I met back up with Andrew to find he had landed a 22″ at the mouth of a small cove. We continued searching for more, but with no luck. After pausing for lunch, we decided to head back to the truck.
We continued to see plenty of fish while on the way back. Just nothing biting. I’d might also add, the water was pretty high.
We traveled down Island Rd. to see all the people gathered at the dam bank fishing. One guy was pulling in a small trout. We also noticed a guy in a sit-in ‘yak with an outrigger and a trolling motor. Fun stuff, haha!
We headed back to the area near Cocodrie that we had gone to a few months ago where we’d had some luck. The put in area was much more difficult to launch from this time and the stench of the stagnant water was pretty bad but we got through. We pretty much worked the same route we had last time but we were getting hung up in a lot of grass. Andrew was getting tired and ready to head back, then he hooked a 12″. As he started to put it in the ice chest, he realized it wasn’t a trout but a redfish. I guess the fatigue was getting to him, haha!
He decided to start drifting back while I figured I work the mouth of a pond where we’d seen a tail. I casted the area for about 5 mins. and decided to start the drift back. Right as I started the drift back, I got a bite. I worried about repeating my loss from the day before, so I just let him tire himself out before netting him. All I knew was that he was a keeper.
We got back to the truck without any other fish. I measured him there and he came in right at 26″. Would be a decent tourney fish!
It was around 3pm and we were done!
We will be exploring Point Aux Chenes more in the near future, but this will be the last marsh trip until the end of the month most likely.
Fish on Sat. caught on: H&H Cocahoe Minnow (Blk/Chart.) on 1/8oz Jighead (White)
Fish on Sun. caught on: Bayou Chub Minnows (Rtbr/Chart.) on 1/4 oz Jighead (Chart.)
Little late… but better late than never. My buddy, Andrew, and I haven’t had much luck lately when it’s come to freshwater. Most of the time, I’ll be throwing spinners, cranks, & plastics, while he’ll be throwing a bobber for the sunfish. Well last weekend it paid off.
When we started planning this trip, I was hoping to head to the marsh. Andrew was looking to stay local though. So rather than drive 2 hours to get to the Cocodrie/PAC areas, we headed for Grand Avoille Cove. The cove is near the Lake Fausse Point area, outside the west walls of the spillway levee, and it’s about 15 mins from his driveway.
Once we were out there, we headed for the south side of the cove. As we worked our way back into it, Andrew caught a gaspargou. Soon after that, he hooked a long-ear sunfish. We kept working the bank, in and out of smaller coves inside hooking up on sunfish, undersized largemouth, and catfish.
As we started along the north end of the cove, one of my rods snagged a tree as I was passing, and into the water it went. I had been fighting with mosquitos and gnats and was just trying to find some wind movement. It was only 3.5 ft. of water and I was able to spot it and fish it out. I was almost ready to head back. Andrew had one more spot he wanted to hit up.
We pulled up to the mouth of a bayou system back in the northwest side of the cove. We started casting into a circle of cypresses. Immediately, as our small black/chart. jigs would hit the water, the bobber would sink and we were pulling back decent sized bluegill and other sunfish. They were pretty stacked in there and just kept biting and when it started to die down, I switched to a Gulp cricket and it was back on!
After we finished up there, we headed back to the truck. We saw a kid “eat-it” on a hydro-slide, that gave us a good laugh!
Anyway, on Sunday we decided to try out an area closer to Morgan City, between Gibson and Donner. It’s a pipeline canal that looks promising. We hit it up a few weeks prior with no luck, but we blamed it on the front that passed through the day before.
This time… we got a good paddle on a pretty day. Lots of fish, nothing biting. Maybe this area’s also seen too much pressure or maybe we weren’t there at the right time of day for the bite.
Regardless of whether you catch anything or not. It’s still just great to be out. More is planned for the weekend; two marsh trips and a local pond to introduce a young guy to the sport! Hopefully we’ll find the fish, but if not, we’ll still have a good time.
First post, jumping right in! After a few freshwater trips looking for the pre-spawn bass, but failing, we headed out to the Cocodrie area looking for reds. My buddy, Andrew, and I got off to a late start, not getting into the water until around 7:45-8am. Luckily, it didn’t hurt us too bad.
The wind was a challenge, but after only about 20 mins on the water, Andrew hooked onto a nice red. Not long after, he landed a 16″ speck. And for the rest of the morning, he consistently was setting hooks while I tried to figure out what I was doing wrong.
This continued until around 11 or so. By the time Andrew had caught another 2 fish, I finally caught 2 rat reds on back to back casts, one of them with 6 spots!
A few more missed hooksets, Andrew with another 2 fish in the cooler, we started our paddle back to the put-in, slowly. With the wind picking up, our pattern of motion was paddle up to the shoreline, cast while drifting back, paddle up, repeat.
I casted out along the shoreline and started a steady retrieve (the trend for the day). Felt a thump. I waited a second worrying that I may have snagged something but then felt the pulling, so set the hook. Landed my only legal red for the day at 23″.
We continued our paddle back, Andrew caught more. Coming through a canal, we started pulling in specks on every other cast.
At the end of the canal was a pond with shallows pockets. I noticed movement near a north bank where a small ditch was draining in. Nothing. Andrew had moved into one of the shallow (6″) areas. He noticed a red tailing and casted to him. He hit it twice but not well enough. The wind then picked up strong so we headed in.
All in all it was a good day. Andrew hauled them in, and I didn’t come home empty handed, so I’m satisfied.
All fish were caught on LSU colored Bayou Chub Minnows on a steady retrieve.
I can’t wait to head back for the marsh, but in the meantime we’ll be heading back to lakes and bayous looking for the Largemouth!