Capt. Tricia starts picking off reds that gave themselves away with subtle wakes and mud boils. The water doesn't have to be clear to sight cast at moving targets.

We ended up corralling a good size group of them rooting around in some shallow mud. That kept us busy for quite a while and everybody did well.

We won't talk about the big trout Russell & I missed. At least he had an excuse. He got cut off by a barb. I just stripped mine off. However, missed opportunity is what keeps us going back.