Beavertail Strike. The more time I spend on that boat, the more I fall in love with it. We ran and poled through several miles of backcountry creeks on a falling tide without ever once bumping the bottom, (or putting any scratches in the brand new gelcoat.) It was also just before sunset when these shots were taken and getting stuck way back in the mangroves at dark never once crossed my mind. That's nothing short of a death sentence this time of year thanks to the no-see-ums and mosquitoes.
The snook bite has been better than I expected but we're not bringing in too many keepers. Most of the fish I've landed this month have been in the 20 to 24 inch range like the one in the above photo. These guys are a blast on an 8-weight rod and beautifully colored thanks to our dark water. This one hit an all white deer-hair streamer. You can't go wrong with patterns like that for snook under the mangroves. And remember, if you're not bouncing every other cast off the branches, you're not getting close enough.