Fresh Halifax River Fishing Reports

Tom called wanting to beat the heat and try an afternoon-to-evening run, hoping the cooler hours would bring some action—and it sure did. As the sun started to dip, the water came alive. Before long, Tom was hanging on as a massive over-slot redfish tore off on a run, the biggest he’d ever seen on his line. Just as the excitement settled, another brute red followed, then a huge black drum stepped up for the finale. Every fish was bigger than anything he’d ever caught before—an evening of firsts, drag-screaming battles, and memories he won’t forget.

Drew showed up with his son and nephew, ready to see what our waters could deliver—and man, did it deliver. The action started fast, and before long the crew was in the thick of it, battling big, over-slot redfish one after another. By the time the dust settled, four giants had come boat-side, including a massive 41-inch red—the biggest fish any of them had ever caught. Smiles, high-fives, and a memory those boys won’t be forgetting anytime soon.

Drew showed up with his son and nephew, ready to see what our waters could deliver—and man, did it deliver. The action started fast, and before long the crew was in the thick of it, battling big, over-slot redfish one after another. By the time the dust settled, four giants had come boat-side, including a massive 41-inch red—the biggest fish any of them had ever caught. Smiles, high-fives, and a memory those boys won’t be forgetting anytime soon.

Tom called wanting to beat the heat and try an afternoon-to-evening run, hoping the cooler hours would bring some action—and it sure did. As the sun started to dip, the water came alive. Before long, Tom was hanging on as a massive over-slot redfish tore off on a run, the biggest he’d ever seen on his line. Just as the excitement settled, another brute red followed, then a huge black drum stepped up for the finale. Every fish was bigger than anything he’d ever caught before—an evening of firsts, drag-screaming battles, and memories he won’t forget.

Tom called wanting to beat the heat and try an afternoon-to-evening run, hoping the cooler hours would bring some action—and it sure did. As the sun started to dip, the water came alive. Before long, Tom was hanging on as a massive over-slot redfish tore off on a run, the biggest he’d ever seen on his line. Just as the excitement settled, another brute red followed, then a huge black drum stepped up for the finale. Every fish was bigger than anything he’d ever caught before—an evening of firsts, drag-screaming battles, and memories he won’t forget.

The flounder bite in Palm Coast has been on for me the last few trips. Had 6 today with some fat mangroves and a bunch of the usual suspects.