Joel invited me to go fishing with him last night on his little camo boat. Monday isn’t one of the nights I usually fish so saying no was on the tip of my tongue. After agreeing, we rolled out around 7:30 and killed some time by putting around until the sun went down. When it was dark enough to fish we rolled up on one of Joel’s favorite lights and parked the boat into the mud. The tide was so low if we would have hooked the dock we would have gotten out of the boat and walked to the dock to unhook the lure. Extreme low tides are not one of my favorite times to fish. In fact the last time I fished a tide this low I got skunked and lost a favorite lure while casting into the exposed oysters.

The next light we visited was on, the snook were eating bait like there was no tomorrow. Joel and I both landed keepers along with a few more slot snook. We left that amazing light and headed to the ramp but before we got there we tried a light known for holding redfish. Joel casted first and landed another large snook (32inches). While Joel was fighting the snook I couldn’t contain myself I had to cast. Suddenly a 24inch red hit my lure and we were both hooked up. Usually after catching a large snook on a light that pretty much finishes it. Not this light, after Joel released his snook he casted again and also caught a big red. We decided that was it for us, we limited out on both species we fished for. That light was so hot we probably could have landed a few more fish, but instead headed in.

I can count on one hand the amount of times I have fished where I have got a strike, or hook up at least 70% of the time. For Joel and I, last night was one of those times. I think we will remember this night for years to come.

Did I mention there was no water; the tide was below -1.