My buddy and I went out and chased reds yesterday. I had never caught one before and he warned me that the fishing is hit or miss. We came to an area that he said was good to him a month ago. After a few casts I had my first Red Drum.
Ridiculous things were happening like I'd have a fish hooked for a minute, it would come off and before I could get my fly in another fish hit it. I'd hook fish on my back cast, catch fish as the fly hit the water. It didn't seem to matter you were going to catch fish on this day. Then I hooked one and I could feel it's head thrashing even though it was far away. The fish started to swim away and I couldn't stop it. No matter how much pressure I put on the fish I couldn't move it. The fish went to one side of the pool then the other. I could sort of turn it around but this fish was doing what ever it wanted. When we first got a glimpse of the fish Troy said "that's a good one!" It seemed like I fought this fish for 10min and after a few tense moments we got it in the net.
We both couldn't believe how the day was. Troy said I was ruined and this was the day of a lifetime. I could have left right then and been happy. A couple casts later I had the same familiar feeling. The fish stayed on the bottom and I couldn't move it. It took just as long to bring it in and it was bigger than the other fish.
26 inches on the nose.