It took a year of trial and error, tribulation and frustration, but I finally sight fished a red on fly. The Kodak moment came Tuesday evening at Fort Desoto. The fly of choice was a tan redfish toad.
It was an evening tide and I hooked up early on during a new moon flood. I missed the first fish I had a shot at when I failed to strip strike. I hesitated, almost to the point I was skeptical that everything was going to come together. Well, opportunity knocked for the second fish, a happy tailer at the back of the pack. My cast landed short, but the disturbance got the fish's attention and I was ready. A few minutes later, I was calling for the camera.
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| A Fort Desoto redfish |
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