This winter has seen its ups and downs, along with the flows. We're at the mercy of the weather and the fishing is the same. If the rivers come up, it's good on the drop. When the river's stay low, the fishing gets tough. I'm not telling you anything you don't already know but, we've had a very strange weather pattern so far this year.
Like every winter season, no matter what mother nature throws at me, I live for this. There is no pull like a coastal winter fish. When it's right, it's right and you know it, feel it, breathe it. Every fish tailed is a feat on both halves. Getting tail-whipped as they swim away is as sweet as... well you know...
If you have yet to fish for these fish with the hint of the salty ocean coming in on the afternoon breeze, or have driven along the coastline imagining the fish nosing into its rivers scent, you've yet to truly fish for them.
So, things will change, the rivers will rise again and fall, same ol'story . Be there when it's right, if not, know where they'll be livin'.
River's are full of secrets, you'll never know one fully.
Rich & Bo