Seeing how the Lowcountry fishing has me stumped, I was bound and determined to catch anything.
So with some frozen mullet and some frozen shrimp we set out to look for cobia and anchor up and catch something.
We took the Seacraft on a spin down to the Broad River on a beautiful morning.
We stopped by the old fort and threw some topwater in the grass, as the tide was at it's highest.
I had a trout knock the bodonkadonk three feet in the air. We tried to duplicate that bite down the river, but to no avail.
We continued into the Broad up to the Turtles and started graphing and looking about. We immediately saw a cobia, but were unprepared as the rods were still in the racks. I finally got the big buck tail out, but the cobia was nowhere to be seen.
We anchored up and Nancy immediately got a shark on her little piece of shrimp. After a good battle, her line gave way. She doesn't like sharks, so that is good.
A few minutes later I had a shark on and after a nice fight got him aboard.
I was happy just to get my rod bowed up.
We lost a few more big fish, rays or sharks, don't know which as they broke our lines.
We decided to do a little cruising towards the tip of St. Helena Island. It was a nice area, but we couldn't connect on any trout or reds in the creeks entering that shoreline.
At least we finally caught something!
