On the last jaunt of my four day weekend, i decided to fish a bridge and a few docks. Plan was to get up at 5AM go wake up Ian...then head to the bridge. Alarm goes of at 5AM, but i just couldn't do it, i waited another hour to get up...6AM rolls around and a knock myself out of the bed, "ITS TIME TO FISH!"
I go to Ian's house, get him up, then we off...to get food. Its our thing, we like to eat =) We got some breakfast, THEN we were off! When we got there the tide was extremely high, higher than it showed on the tide chart. (Our original plan was to go wading) Glass minnows were everywhere! It just looked way to fishy. We climb on down, and fished for a little while. I was throwing a 4" Pearl fire tail jerk-bait on a 1/16th DOA jig-head, and Ian was throwing a Capt. Mike spoon. Ian was casting in the general direction of the minnows, and i was casting a little further to the side and towards a dock Something ran through the glass minnows and made a few nice pops, and i cast. I got a hit but in the ruckas of reeling in my line in the wind, the line wrapped around my spool and i lost it.
On our way over to the other side of the river, we spotted a few jacks then we ran over to catch up with them! We made it to the opening, and start casting for the jacks. First cast, i didn't feel and thumps, but something to the right of me, caught my eye. A nice shadow, over some sand was swifting in the tide. SNOOK! "Hey Ian check out that snook i said". Kind of funny after i think that is all i said in a calm manner...I reeled up my line, cocked back my rod, BAD CAST! The fish didn't spook, he just sat there in the tide swifting back and forth. He knew we were there, so would he eat? Only one more cast could tell... Cocked back the rod again, it wasn't a great cast, but i worked it anyway. Slowly bouncing it, hoping to kick up some sand, the fish seen it. =). There she goes! SHE ATE IT!
The fish didn't even attack the lure, just slowly picked it up. I gave it a second, then set the hook! The fish didn't take off, stayed in one place, shook her head, i bowed, THEN she moved. She swam parallel to land, not making any big runs at first. She made a few nice, slow motion head shakes, but amazingly she didn't spit the hook. She swam left and then a little to the right until i tired her out and brought her right to the land. "IAN GET THE GRIPS!" I hollered. He did his job well, getting the grips right to me ASAP!
The fish has been landed! He even had a Remora stuck to him! How cool is that..... I still couldn't believe the fish ate it after a bad cast, and the fish seen us standing there.A few pictures were taken, and the fish was released. He measured about 33" 1/2 natural lay, so im thinking it would have went a little over 34" pinched? In that case it would be considered over slot! But for now ill just call it, "Top of the slot!" My biggest snook yet! Im so excited...
The whole rest of the trip i was saying "Man, i can't believe she ate it!"
This weekend has produced so much for me...(First slam + biggest, top slot snook!)
Thank you god for blessing me....
Any estimate on the weight???
The release!:
