These trips are provided through my guide service, Holding the Line Guide Service, with funds generated by the Austin Fly Fishers, and with the support of businesses and individuals from all over the U.
Army Captain Gary Tocci and his wife, Mrs. Destini Tocci, of Ft. Hood, Texas. We met at 7am, got everyone fitted with lifejackets, did some dockside casting lessons with closed-faced reels, and headed out to hunt for fish. Fishing has been tough ever since our nearly month-long high pressure system was broken by a cold front last Wednesday, but, slowly, the action has picked up since that time.
We rigged up with customized Pet Spoons and went to work. Gage, who had never caught a fish in his life, was the first to spring into action as his rod got hit first. He followed instructions well by taking the rod in hand, reeling in all slack, popping the line out of the release clip, and then playing the fish right into the waiting net.
That fish went Little brother Mason was not to be outdone and soon had on a fish of his own — a white bass taping in at just a shade under 11 inches. By 10am the boys had boated 7 gamefish each — 12 white bass and 2 largemouth. With the winds picking up, the fishing getting a bit soft, and the novelty of downrigging beginning to wear off, we decided to change modes and do some panfishing. We headed to Area , beached, and fished out of the stern. Along the way today we learned about patience, about culling, about buoys, about blue herons, about how a livewell works, about sonar, about where to touch and not to touch a fish, and much, much more.
Both kids brought their moms Monica and Grissell along on this trip, as well. Stephanie holds a nice pair of white bass here. The morning was unusually cool for late August in Texas — only 67 degrees before sunrise, on the tail of a clear night left behind by a cold front that passed through over the past several days.
