I launched at around 7:30am, and expected to be greeted by calm water. Once in the cove, I realized the 3-5mph wind forecast had changed to 15mph wind sometime between when I left the house and arrived at the launch. By 8:00am, I was being knocked around by the waves as I sat contemplating on rather or not I should go back to the launch and return home. It was clear it was not going to be an easy fishing day. After serious consideration, I decided to “just roll with it.” I fought the waves and pushed to the south side of the cove, where I was able to find calmer water.
I started by fishing the opening of a cut into the main cove, in the hopes of finding some reds waiting anxiously at their ambush points. They weren’t there. After a brief time, I was able to hook up on two flounder, which I released. After my third hook up, again a flounder, I began to rethink my priorities for the day. As I said initially, I usually don’t target flounder. It was obvious the flounder were feeling frisky and biting aggressively. So, I decided to “just roll with it.”
I then tied on my flounder magnet, the Berkley Gulp® “Swimming Mullet” (chartreuse), and hit the usual flounder hang outs. The flounder hook ups were consistent from that point on, and the fun began. The tide was unusually high, which caused the water to cover a large portion of the marsh grass around the banks. The flounder had pushed near and in the marsh grass all along the shallow shoreline, and were feeding on anything that passed by. Cast accuracy was paramount that day. If I was able to work the Gulp® along the edge of the marsh grass or even partially in it, a hookup was almost inevitable. Sounds easy enough, but in 15mph wind and unrelenting waves it was no easy task.
In the end it was a successful day, although the conditions made me work for it. I would estimate I probably landed twelve or thirteen flounder - no monsters, but good “frying pan” size. I kept seven in the 16” range, all of which were later filleted and stored for future dinner. My wife was happy, and I learned a valuable lesson that day: sometimes it is best to “just roll with it.”