Day number 2, son Mike and Father Miguel, just wanted to catch fish. They weren't keeping any as they flew in from Georgia, but they wanted to feel the tug. Since it was still windy, Speckled Trout wasn't much of an option. We went deep in the marsh where I had been catching redfish prety consistently, we were loaded with Campo's live Shrimp under a popping cork. We started pounding the banks picking up ome here and there until we established a good pattern on them. Once we figured out the pattern, it was on. All 3 of us had a blast. I enjoyed watching Mr. Miguel as he worked tirelessly to real in these beautiful redfish. Guys if you get anything from this post, just know that i will do everything in my power to make your trip and absolute success and to make sure you do things that you talk about all the time, before you get sick, older, or whatever. Don't miss out on life waiting for the rite opportunity. Just get up, plan the trip and go.