Two days back we had a morning low tide. Perfect for finding a tailing red. But we also had a cold front coming. And that would kill the fishing for sure. So I decided to get out early in the hopes of finding fish before the front arrived.
I left the ramp before 7AM, paddled out to the Harbor, and then poled down the flats searching for tails. It was a good long way before I found any. Three “tails” to be exact. At that point the tide was in its final hours, and I could see the front bearing down from the northwest.
I carefully climbed off the board and waded slowly toward the nearest tail. Luckily for me that red didn’t hear me coming, and didn’t spook when I cast to him. Then my luck kicked up another notch. This red was in an aggressive mood. Instantly he grabbed the fly – a small orange crab creation. Bang, the fish turned, and shot across the knee deep flat. Good fight. Not a huge fish, but it felt super to get a “tailing” redfish before the front arrived.