Stan Simmerman and I ran back out to try for sheep again. First, we stopped shallow for a sunrise bite. We got the bites. We forgot about the catching. We had both speckled trout and puppy drum on topwaters and managed to pull them all off. At one time, we found a big school of tailing pups. They clobbered the plugs. On one cast, I managed to hook and pull off three drum…or, you could say that I got to experience 3 topwater bites on a single cast!
They scattered and so did we. Got on the structure and as soon as he dropped down, Stan was hooked to a sheep. Got that one, dropped again and he was hooked up again. Netted another fish for Stan before I had managed to catch my first oyster toad. Stan continued to get some bites but didn’t get any more to the net, allowing me some time to catch a couple of sheep myself. We caught four sheepshead and pulled hooks on at least that many. Three of them weighed between 10 and 11 pounds.
We were home for lunch.
