Josh has hosted this fall event 11 years in a row from his family's digs on Copano Bay.

The big group, 6 to 9 people over the week, were arriving Wednesday night, so for the preliminary day, Josh and his sister Nina drove up the coast to Indianola to explore mud marsh trails, while Lou and I drifted our favorite Estes Flats and waded our favorite tide pass.
The mud marsh. Yes, they were fishing to redfish backs.


Josh and Nina brought home major meat, including a rat from the gullet of a redfish.

Lou and I didn't bring home meat, but got into nonstop fish catching on a falling tide pass.

When the big group arrived Wed night, Josh cooked a feast of Flat Iron Steaks, Crab & Toasted Pecan Risotto, Grilled Shrimp, and Grilled Romaine with Parmesan. Of course, chased with cigars and brews around the firepit.

Thursday, we picked mud marshes up the Aransas River delta in Port Bay. From sunrise, we fished up the bay piers with topwaters.


Nina took the day with a 28+" red, following a sleigh-ride through the marsh

Friday, couldn't be farther from the marsh, a ferry ride to Port Aransas on Mustang barrier island, and our favorite shallow grass lake on East Flats


I scored my trip-fish 24-inch red on a topwater shrimp plug


We dodged Saturday's power boats with a long trek up the coast and a long paddle along the ICW to more mud marshes.


Josh snapped a photo of my orange T160

Josh established himself as the mud marsh king with an early red limit.
We saw dozens of redfish with their backs out of the water, and tough to catch because they were so close together. Twice I cast to a fish, lined a different fish, and they all exploded. I did bring home a good flounder.

Josh made 4 artful fillets from my flounder, and barely offered a skeleton to the waiting pelicans.

Saturday night was Josh's fabled shrimp boil - he gets better at this every year with his own spice blends - and that's saying something.





We knew Sunday would be another strong south blow, a short day, off the water by 11 am, and picked Brown & Root flat because the focused wind down the cut channel is a guaranteed ride home. Lou and I found some wind shelter to drift, Josh joined us with a redfish that he caught twice, jumping out of the boat when his stringer was drifting away.

Stevo came in with a 22" red sight-fished on TSL Grasswalker chicken-on-a-chain


Great times with great friends - fish are gravy.
And yeah, grill-blackened half-shell redfish fillets are da bomb.
