A Bad Day Of Fishing Beats A Good Day Of Work Any Day!
"A bad day of fishing beats a good day of work any day" is what fishermen will say and, while it probably holds true for most professions, I'll admit that some of the days I've had at work were better than some of the days I've spent fishing. Not many, but some. I can't remember when they occurred, but I'm sure that it's happened.
My days of fishing this weekend just happened to beat out most of the days that I've worked.
On Friday afternoon, I was fortunate enough to get to spend time with my friend Hobeaux. We took his boat down the Charenton Canal to a place called "The Jaws" and I caught two nice-sized Redfish (Red Drum): one 18 inches, the other 21 inches.
Then on Saturday, it was an early morning trip with my friend Smokey and his neighbor, Doug. We got to Marsh Island right after sunrise, and the Speckled Trout were waiting for us! We kept a total of 6 Redfish, an 18-inch drum, and 21 Speckled Trout. (We fished with a mix of fresh shrimp and artificial bait. I used a white jighead with an off-white plastic body with a chartreuse tail, and both the specs and the reds were hitting on it!)
Of the fish I kept, I scaled/headed them because I like them grilled in my Green Egg. Saturday evening I grilled two of the Speckled Trout, and they were delicious!
Last night, Hobeaux came over and we grilled the two Redfish we had caught on Friday. (By the way, grilled redfish with a lemon/butter/garlic/basil cream sauce is superb!).
vIt was a good weekend of fishing with good friends, but now it's time to get back to the grind and get to work (the story you are now reading, actually, classifies as "work" for me!).
Hit me up if you'd like to know where the fish were biting and, if you are interested, the recipe for that cream sauce is not a family secret so I'll share it with you!