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Keith Lake April 17, 2010 "Fish, but no Keepers"

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4/19/2010 6:25 AM
Chef Greg, Geoffrey “Bassssport” Morales, Ironman Stan, Steve McCann and I  ventured out to Keith Lake by the way of Fish Pass at about 9 am. It was a leisurely paddle to the back lakes, north of Keith Lake. One of the power boat fisherman anchored at the rocks near the mouth of Fish Pass was pulling in a flounder that looked shy of 14”. We passed two kayak fisherman in a tandem near the lake shoreline. The winds were just a slight breeze out of the SE, water in the lake looked clear and a little green. It was clearly high tide, the water was easily flooding the marsh grass banks.
 
Other than a family crabbing near the entrance to the back lake we had the whole area to ourselves. Hmmm, maybe that meant something. We set off in five different directions. Once I checked in with Stan, he reported catching an undersized red on a fly. Geoffrey and Greg reported catching rat reds. Steve did a nice job of boating a rat red on a small chartreuse soft plastic. I paddled over a nice slot red in a channel that connected two lakes. Two reds were tailing in a cove in the second lake but went down before I could get a decent cast in. I did not see any other pods of cruising hungry redfish to cast to, so I resorted to blind casting the shorelines.
 
I managed to pick up a few undersized flounder on bone-colored gulp shrimp. There were no terns diving for bait stirred up by redfish grubbing on the bottom. Hmmm, that should have been my second indication of slim pickings. Mullet of all sizes were everywhere you turned. I did not see any shrimp trying to escape predators or witness crashes against the grass where a redfish had cornered its lunch. I did see a few quarter-sized crabs darting about. Just the right size for anything that eats in brackish waters.
 
The bottom line, some fish were there, maybe not enough to encounter our lures, or not hungry for our presentations. An outgoing tide pulling shrimp and small crabs out of the marsh may turn on the bite. The tide seems to run about 90 minutes after the peak at Mesquite Point in Sabine Lake. The SE winds freshened up some when it came time to cross a short section of the lake back to the Fish Pass. It created a one-foot chop that’s all.
 
A cold one and some chips in the breezy shade at the Lighthouse Deli in Sabine Pass, allowed us to regroup and talk about other things besides empty stringers. A good day with friends for sure!
Chef Greg, Geoffrey “Bassssport” Morales, Ironman Stan, Steve McCann and I  ventured out to Keith Lake by the way of Fish Pass at about 9 am. It was a leisurely paddle to the back lakes, north of Keith Lake. One of the power boat fisherman anchored at the rocks near the mouth of Fish Pass was pulling in a flounder that looked shy of 14”. We passed two kayak fisherman in a tandem near the lake shoreline. The winds were just a slight breeze out of the SE, water in the lake looked clear and a little green. It was clearly high tide, the water was easily flooding the marsh grass banks.
 
Other than a family crabbing near the entrance to the back lake we had the whole area to ourselves. Hmmm, maybe that meant something. We set off in five different directions. Once I checked in with Stan, he reported catching an undersized red on a fly. Geoffrey and Greg reported catching rat reds. Steve did a nice job of boating a rat red on a small chartreuse soft plastic. I paddled over a nice slot red in a channel that connected two lakes. Two reds were tailing in a cove in the second lake but went down before I could get a decent cast in. I did not see any other pods of cruising hungry redfish to cast to, so I resorted to blind casting the shorelines.
 
I managed to pick up a few undersized flounder on bone-colored gulp shrimp. There were no terns diving for bait stirred up by redfish grubbing on the bottom. Hmmm, that should have been my second indication of slim pickings. Mullet of all sizes were everywhere you turned. I did not see any shrimp trying to escape predators or witness crashes against the grass where a redfish had cornered its lunch. I did see a few quarter-sized crabs darting about. Just the right size for anything that eats in brackish waters.
 
The bottom line, some fish were there, maybe not enough to encounter our lures, or not hungry for our presentations. An outgoing tide pulling shrimp and small crabs out of the marsh may turn on the bite. The tide seems to run about 90 minutes after the peak at Mesquite Point in Sabine Lake. The SE winds freshened up some when it came time to cross a short section of the lake back to the Fish Pass. It created a one-foot chop that’s all.
 
A cold one and some chips in the breezy shade at the Lighthouse Deli in Sabine Pass, allowed us to regroup and talk about other things besides empty stringers. A good day with friends for sure!