Inshore Fishing in South Central Louisiana
The cut I caught most of the cats in.
Box shot full of cats...About 80 lbs. of them.
My nephew with the biggest Cat. Probably 20 lbs or more.
First trip to White Lake
Had an interesting trip to White Lake last Friday. The target was Reds, Flounder, specks, maybe even a blue cat or two. It was cool because there wasn’t but one or two boats at the boat launch. I wonder if it is always like that? The weatherman predicted a southwest wind about 10, so I figured that was doable going into or coming back with the swell. It’s a big Lake.
At the mouth of the lake I noticed an abundance of mullet, so I gave a couple of throws with the castnet and had plenty of bait in no time. I got a little water in my mouth by accident and didn’t taste one bit of salt in it. Uh oh.
I started on the South-South East side of the lake where there were rock piles. I also wanted to see if I could see the big shell pile my grandfather had talked about was still there. The story goes that it was an indian burial ground. It was a small mountain at one time. Because it was an Indian Burial ground it was rumored that Jean Lafitte’s bandits had hidden treasure there. Supposedly there was all kinds of gri-gri on this place as well…….To make a long story short I didn’t see any ghosts and didn’t hardly catch any fish. I fished approximately 20 of the rock piles with Carolina rigged mullet, shrimp and popping cork, mullet and popping cork, jigs, spoons etc.
I did however bring some of my noodles. I found a cut and started laying the noodles down inside of the cut and adjacent to it. I was using 6” live mullet. I put about 15 of them down and let them drift a bit. It wasn’t long until I realized I would catch plenty of fish. I ended with about 80 lbs. of blue cat! 3 of them went about 15 lbs too. It was awesome to watch those noodles get jerked around by the big cats. At one point one of the mullets attached to the noodle jumped out of the water. Right when he landed There was a hugeeeee boil! That catfish chased him and ate him; almost by sight it seemed. I didn't think they were capable of that.
The wind started to kick up, so I decided to come back. Coming back with the swell was something. There were good solid 2 footers out there. I would not want to have to run into that swell in my boat.
All in all good trip. No Chris Cole Adventure, so that’s a plus.