We went out fishing with Captain Mike once again. Unfortunately, only 90% of the area we’d normally fish was closed due to the oil spill. On our ride out, we saw our old cabins we stayed at last time –this time, filled with tons of BP workers at the dock.
Capt Mike took us twenty miles out in the marsh lands. The two days were long and hot. We made sure to apply sunscreen generously to avoid lobster hands like last time. Russ and Sam did really well hooking the Reds. They had a blast. I can’t say the same for myself. I felt like nothing I did would make those fish bite. I was frustrated. I couldn’t will things to happen no matter how hard I tried. I felt like Tebow at the end of  the Alabama game.
I’m sure there was a lesson to be learned there. Maybe it’s that I can’t always get want I want. Or maybe I learned that there could be far worse things than complaining about being on vacation, fishing on a boat in quiet serene waters. First World problems.
In the end, it was beautiful to be out there. I caught a bass and a black drum. We cooked some redfish fresh. So good. Those pan fried filets sure made me a lover of Tony Chachere’s Creole Seasoning
Captain Mike Helmer @ Capt Phil Robichaux’s Fishing Charters – Lafitte, Louisiana
