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Fall Fishing in Charleston

Dizzying redfish action characterizes fall fishing in Charleston. The reds attacked our baits until the live wells were empty and my hands were bleeding from re-rigging lines. There was way too much chaos to count the number of fish we landed on this charter but that’s a good thing in this context.

Katie’s Speckled Sea trout

I had the pleasure of fishing with Katie and her family this past week while they where visiting the Isle of Palms. This young lady could do it all from redfish and flounder to this nice speckled sea trout, it was a great day fishing the Charleston Harbor and surrounding flats and estuaries.

HOT Fishing Charter

High heat, above average water temperatures and abundant bait for redfish make fishing in Charleston waters challenging during summer months.

Late July Fishing Trip with Brett

High heat, above average water temperatures and abundant bait for redfish make fishing in Charleston waters challenging during summer months. Fortunately, Brett was willing to leave the docks at Shem Creek at daybreak before the heat kicked in. The early start helped make Brett’s introduction to fishing in Charleston a success.

early spring vs late spring

Round 2 Charleston redfishing

On their return trip the redfish treated them right. When we first met in the early spring the tide was rising and the wind was was out of the SW at 20, the conditions were tough to say the least. We worked hard and got a few.  Second go around, just the opposite.  Perfect, the tide was falling and wind light and variable, the bite was on.

spring redfish

Predawn Charter

After sunrise, the redfish awoke and were surprisingly hungry. Against the odds, the redfish bite turned on and both anglers stayed busy for nearly 2 hours. The action was so good I didn’t have a chance to take pictures and everybody lost count of how many redfish we landed and lost – call it a baker’s dozen.

Redfish Delight Despite Unfavorable Conditions

Generally, most anglers and fishing guides in Charleston avoid being on the water on big holiday weekends. Memorial Weekend is well-known for insane boat traffic and less than optimal fishing conditions. Last week’s flood tides made this Memorial Weekend perfect for spending time with the family on land. Against my advice, I took some diehard clients on a fishing charter early Sunday morning. Fortunately, the clients were willing to leave the Isle of Palms Marina at 5:30 AM allowing us time to travel up the Intracostal Waterway by moonlight to our first destination 20 minutes north of IOP. Although the moonlight helped me navigate in the dark it also allowed the redfish to eat through the night further decreasing our chances of encountering nonstop action.

We found an unnamed flat protected by marsh grasses and a labyrinth of oyster beds near Copahee Sound where the redfish likely took refugee from the heavy boat traffic. Before first light we started casting live shrimp and mud minnows under weighted floats to schools of reds. I think we all had a that sinking gut feeling of getting skunked after no bites the first hour.

After sunrise, the redfish awoke and were surprisingly hungry. Against the odds, the redfish bite turned on and both anglers stayed busy for nearly 2 hours. The action was so good I didn’t have a chance to take pictures and everybody lost count of how many redfish we landed and lost – call it a baker’s dozen.

About 3 hours prior to high tide the bite turned off as suddenly as it turned on in the flats. We had enough time to catch a few bonus fish around Bulls Bay before calling it a day. Two more reds and a 14″ seatrout were landed before the fish moved into the grass at slack tide. The moderately paced action was actually a good thing because it gave me a chance to take the one picture below.

The unofficial count for the day: 14 redfish in the slot+ size range, 1 keeper size seatrout, 10 hookups that either broke the line or spit out the hook. A great day with ideal fishing conditions.

Bulls Bay Redfish
One of the last redfish landed. Too much action to photograph the first 13 reds caught that morning.