I’m going to try something new. I have compiled a ton of photos on my hard drives that I haven’t posted. Starting today I’m going to post a weekly photo every Monday with a back-story about how and where the photo was taken. Hopefully this will motivate me to post more content on this blog and edit through the thousands of images I’ve collected over the last few years. I hope you enjoy the first installment below.
I shot this photo about a month ago. Me and a couple of buddies were enjoying a spectacular day in the marsh. The tides were low but rising fast. The low water levels had redfish exposed nearly everywhere we looked. It’s was one of those special days that remind us, as fisherman, why we waking up at 3:00am and spend so much of our resources on the passion that we love.
We were scattered about the marsh enjoying the sights, sounds, and feel in our hands as our rods bowed over with another redfish connected to the end of our lines. Some time among the chaos we separated out of sight of each other. We got lost in our own worlds. Just us and the water. Surrounded by redfish. As good as the morning had been it was about to get better.
I stumbled into an area loaded with redfish. There were hundreds of them feeding simulataneously as far as I could see in either direction. I eased my way within casting range with my fly rod. I had fish swimming around me every direction. Visual overload. I couldn’t decide where to cast so I ended up spooking more fish than I could count. I caught a several fish but the feeding activity continued despite the commotion I created.
I knew many people would never believe or would underestimate my story when I explained what I saw that day. I decided to pick up my camera and capture some of the action. I shove my canoe onto a nearby shoreline and started quietly walking toward the action with my camera around my neck. I positioned myself in the middle of the action less than an arms length away from countless redfish. For the next two hours I shot away hoping to capture a unique shot. I shot over 1500 images until the battery in my camera finally call it quits. The action had subsided so I was happy to finally get a break from staring through a viewfinder while standing motionless in the spartina grass.