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April 2015

O Menhaden, Where Art Thou?

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Isle Of Palms Fishing

Found big schools of menhaden flickering at first light in the ICW and knew we were setting up for a great day. Cut them up into chunks and fished docks as the tide rose from slack low. Rods stayed bent over for the whole charter with redfish crushing our baits. Broke off plenty but ultimately landed seven pigs with the heaviest at 13lbs. as well as plenty of slot fish. Fresh menhaden make fishing so good!

Stono River Fishing

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Stono River FishingThe reds were finicky to start the charter. A few times our rods tips would bend slightly then spring back. This all changed once the water started moving! Our rods snapped over time and time again. Broke off lots of big fish as they quickly dove for structure. Managed to get a few to the boat with the biggest at 32″!

Folly Beach Fishing Charters

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Folly Beach Fishing Charters

A blown up reel, shredded leaders, pulled hooks……….it was perfect! Jeff had seen enough of my pictures with big redfish and wanted to go hunt some himself. Spent the day fishing docks and structure. While many got away, we caught reds as heavy as eleven pounds and as long as 31″. A few fish were so large that Jeff could barley move them much less gain line when they made their runs. A great time!

Johns Island Fishing Charters

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Johns Island Fishing Charters

All year I had been waiting to get my hands on some blue crab thinking no redfish would resist. Turns out they couldn’t care less but smoked cut mullet. Spent most of the charter fishing docks and tangled with reds that shark rods and 60lb test simply could not turn. Fortunately, we had tons of chances and Chuck ended the day with this 13lb. beauty!

Seabrook Island Fishing Charters

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Seabrook Island Fishing Charters

Seabrook Island Fishing Charters

The Malishenko family joined me for a morning of fishing. First cast and the popping cork dropped right away for Wyatt’s first redfish ever. The corks kept dropping while reds would nibble but not fully take cut mullet on the bottom. As the water warmed that changed and our rods kept snapping over as they inhaled the mullet. By the end of the trip, Dad had his first redfish and then some. Fishing is heating up!