Sunday, 9/28/14, I planned on staying home and spending time with the family. My wife suggested we load up the kayaks for a short afternoon trip. This would be the first time my eleven year old took the kayak out by himself. (Usually he just rides on the back of mine or my wife’s.)
We stopped along the way and picked up some live shrimp for both my wife, Kristen, and my son, Camden. We soon found ourselves at our destination so we quickly unloaded and readied our gear.
We were launching at the channel that connects Keith Lake to Sabine Pass. The tide was really ripping out at an accelerated rate and I was nervous letting my son take out the kayak solo. The plan was to put my wife in the water first to help him if there were issues. I would have my kayak ready to go just in case he needed a tow.
I shoved his kayak into the water and after a quick adjustment of his pedals for which I incorrectly installed (I’m not used to having the pedals set for such a small person) he pedaled and traversed his way easily against the strong current.
On the way out, I worked a Gulp Swimming mullet and picked up a small flounder.
I reached the mouth of the channel shortly before Kristen and Camden so I worked the pink Rapala Skitterwalk a few times and landed a small trout. (I would end up catching 4 or 5 more trout all similar to this one throughout the next two hours.)
We decided to pedal against the wind and drift back. After a while we made a stop to pull out some rain jackets we packed as a couple of rain clouds unloaded their chilling showers. Kristen and Camden began tossing their live shrimp under a popping cork and soon each caught a fish.
Camden landed his first trout of the evening.
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Kristen had landed a couple of fish, but was quite excited when she pulled in this slot red.
Shortly, after this Camden hooked his biggest trout of the trip.
The trout was all his Zebco 33 could handle.
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He was quite proud of his catch.
A really big dark cloud loomed on the horizon and the wind started to pick up so we decided to head back to the truck. We were hooping to beat the mosquitos before they came out in force with the darkness. The dark cloud from the storm made night fall hit early then anticipated and with the sun lost behind the dark clouds the mosquitos came out with a vengeance. We worked frantically to load up in hopes of limiting our insect bites.
It was a great night. I think the family had fun. Hopefully, with short trips like this I can hook my boy and convince him to fish with me more often.
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