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This is Terry Bice. Showed up for the Salt Lake outing, met with about 7 or 8 yakkers there and headed out. Early there were a lot of bait fish jumping with big swirls under them, I tried all lures top and bottom in amongst the fish and just couldn't snag one. Salt Lake is a very remote place and very serene out on the lake. It has grassy shore lines and bayous branching off at several places that looked very fishy, but couldn't get a bite anywheres. Then I found one spot that the water was just getting torn up with bait jumping everywhere and with a small jig managed to snag about 10 or 15 times on ladyfish but just couldn't manage to get one in the boat...ha....tricky little buggers. Never seen a fish that liked to jump so much and could shake like a vibrator while out of the water and could throw the hook everytime....ha. No wind, got really hot around 11:30am and I decided to head on in, enjoyed the outting, but just couldnt' seem to find a lure that the fish would bite. Had a great outting anyways. Later.
Nice report Terry, I'd like to add to it. This is Rick. I was out there with Alex Torres and his friend Glen, we fished the west shoreline for a while with not much to show for it. I had a few bites, but only one rat red on a pearl white glup swimming mullet bumped along the bottom. Alex and Glen didn't get anything along that shoreline. We decided to head for the cut to Nick's Lake to join the cadre of powerboats fishing there. Along the way, I banged up my rudder and headed to the shoreline to get out to fix it while Alex and Glen continued fishing. No luck at this cut, so we started drifting up the shoreline toward the weir. Using a gulp natural shrimp under a popping cork, I hooked up with something big, most likely a big red, but as I apparently have difficulty tying knots, he got away with my bait and hook. I tied on another, cast it out and got another nice hookup. After a few minutes' battle, I got a nice keeper red into the boat. He was longer than my check-it stick, and I estimate him at just shy of 26 inches. After that, nothing, a couple of nibbles, but no takers. Alex and I caught up with Glen and had lunch. Glen had gotten out of his yak and started wading a little bit. He had a nice one on the line, but couldn't get to his net in time and it got off. We continued over to the weir and met up with another PACK member who was flyfishing. Sorry, I am bad with names, but I think he had gotten a red and a trout before we arrived. At the weir, Alex snagged a small hardhead, but neither Glen nor I got anything other than a few bites by baitstealers. After a little while at the weir with no luck and the wind starting to pick up, we headed back to the ramp. All in all, it was a pretty good day to be out.