Calling It Home
A wish came true, a fishing trip. Early morning Wednesday, I met a friend Greg Miller for a pre Thanksgiving adventure. We launched the boat, loaded it up with gear, and after a quick visit to Campo’s Marina for live bait we were off. It was not that cold if you were standing still but at forty miles an hour in an open flats type boat, it was cold. We ran out into the Biloxi marsh for some of Greg’s honey holes. As we all realize, we have had a big change in the weather with the sustained cold fronts. The cooler weather has caused a change of where the bait fish harbor.
Generally, the bait fish and shrimp move to deeper more stable temperature water depths. We fished several spots that had been productive just two weeks before with a little warmer weather. As fate would have it, we did not even get a bite, not even a hard head catfish. It was time to find the deep water holes that hopefully would be holding bait and fish. Greg described a pipeline canal right ahead of us. The bells and whistles went off in my head. As we edged up on the canal from more open shallower bay area, we began to cast the live shrimp on our lines.
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