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Once again the weatherman was off by 180 degrees. He predicted showers and thunder storms. Yesterday was perfect fishing weather. Mo and I began our usual half-day Wednesday excursion, on Weems creek. We were fishing the last half of a rising tide and the first half of a falling tide.
Things began a little slow. We caught only quality fish, but it was "one here and two there." When you have limited time to fish, it becomes necessary to work the spots which have the highest probability of producing. At the three hour point in our six hour allotment, we had approximately thirty fish.
I suggested we go back to Spa Creek, our launch site, since Ernie, Jim and I had done so well there a few days ago. We were using Mo's father-in-law's boat without a trolling motor. This limits manuvering to get the best casting spots.
When we got to the spots, which had produced so well a few days ago, things had changed. The homeowners had been crabbing on their piers. They had left many crab lines hanging in the water which kept us from being able to cast under the piers.
Time was running out. We started toward the ramp. We had only one hour left but we were within two hundred yards of the ramp. A few casts over an oyster bed told us we were on a honey-hole!
The final count was seventy-six white perch. Not bad for six hours!!
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Sweet! I think ther are another 2,752 honey holes in those creeks that need to be pounced on!
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Ernie, to look at this spot, there is nothing to signal you that fish are there! It is directly under the baconies of condominiums. My fishing "student" was first to notice the clue. I have told him to always look for oyster shells; and he did! I did not notice them because there is no beach. He gets a "star" on his tackle box!
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