Fishing Report ?? Cooler temps finally showed up and the redfish reacted like someone rang the dinner bell… repeatedly. Crisp mornings, calm water, and reds cruising the shallows like they owned the place. Spoiler alert: they kinda did. Every decent cast was followed by a thump, a run, and someone asking, “Is this a good one?” (Yes. Yes it was.) Drag-screaming chaos, happy clients, and fish so fired up they were practically jumping in the boat on their own. Fall fishing is officially in full swing—cool air, hot bites, and coolers filling faster than coffee disappears at the dock. If this is what “cooling down” looks like, we’re here for it. ?? -Captain Austin

Fishing Report ?❄️ Cooler temps rolled in and the redfish clearly didn’t get the memo to slow down. Instead, they showed up hungry, aggressive, and with an obvious attitude problem. Schools of reds were tailing like they were auditioning for a nature documentary, and if you put a bait anywhere close, it was getting eaten—sometimes rudely. The cooler weather had them cruising shallow, fired up, and making grown adults giggle when drag started screaming. Limit-style action, sore arms, and that “just one more cast” lie we all tell ourselves. Fall vibes are officially here, the reds are on a mission, and the only thing cooling off faster than the weather is the cooler getting filled. If this keeps up, the fish might start charging us rent. ?? -Captain Austin

Had a father and his two sons onboard today, and let me tell you—those boys fished like they were trying to put Publix out of business. Dad spent half the trip untangling lines, the other half pretending he wasn’t getting outfished by his own kids. By the end, the boys were high-fiving, the fish were terrified, and Dad was considering early retirement from parenting. All in all, a legendary day on the water! - Captain Austin