I got to sneak out for about an hour and a half this morning after waiting out the rain. On the way paddling to some docks that I wanted to fish, there was a shore-to-shore full rainbow. I was tossing either a blue and white buck tail jig or a red and white topwater anytime I saw a mullet jumping. I caught a healthy sail cat on the jig and quietly slid in on the upstream of the docks I wanted to work, evenly dividing up my casts between a Big Gulp white curly tail with a splishot about 10 inches up the line. I caught another Sail Cat and an undersized trout on that rig. On my other poles, one with a chartreuse frog and the other with a natureal/tan soft plastic shrimp, I thoroughly worked in, under, and around the docks, pilings, and the mangrove trees in between landing another Kitty and an under slot trout for my efforts.

Father Time crept up so I paddled back to the truck, jumped into some street clothes and joined society for the afternoon.