May 08, 2012 at 9:38pm
Another great weekend at Bayou Dularge. Made a trout trip Saturday. Had my mother in law along with my cousin Mark Wheeler from Juneau, Alaska on Saturday along with my wife and stepson Tyler. Left at the crack of 11:00am. Made a run offshore with very little luck until we hit the Mardi Gras. All fish taken were on live Cacahoe Minnows. None on artifical. All trout were 2 to 4lbs. Headed in early to get ready for Sunday's offshore trip and a great supper. Mark headed back to Lafayette early Sunday to catch a 2:00pm flight. My wife and mother in law headed back for a wedding shower. My 16 year old Tyler and I were joined by Mike Hebert,Chuck Rush and his 9 year old son Josh. Our mission was to get Josh a Cobia. He has a bucket list and the Cobia was first up. We stopped in about 20ft. of water and picked up 2 undersized fish that were released. The spanish and bluefish were thick and we decided to head further out before we ran out of jigs. At our first stop Mike jumped in and quickly speared 5 mangroves before his gun broke. Although the mangroves were thick, we couldn't get a taker on the rod n reel. Made a move and located a school of cobia with 2 monsters in the pack. Tried to tempt them with jigs with squid but they wouldn't even look at the baits. Circled the rig a few times and Tyler hooks up with the biggest on a trout rod with 12lb. test. Luckily we managed to get him away from the rig and the battle was on. After about 20 minutes we got him within 30yds of the boat and his 50lb. buddy decided to join him. Chuck placed a jig perfectly and hooked up immediately handing the rod to Josh. After about another 20 minutes of now fighting 2 big fish Tyler lost his. The hook on his double cacahoe rig simply came out. Josh continued the fight with requests for water to drink and had us pour it over his head. When the fish got near the boat we had a major problem. Reel failure. The stem of the spinning reel broke and Chuck stepped in to take over while Tyler handlined the monster to the boat. With a well placed gaff by Mike the fish hit the deck and all hell broke loose. What a bloody mess. It looked like a CSI crime scene. I left the wheel to fish him off with a few well placed club blows to the head. Believe me. It couldn't have been more exciting. What a lifetime memory for Josh and his first Cobia. We continued our search for more cobia but without any other success. We headed in to try for Pompano. A friend had done well on Saturday, but all we could find were bluefish and spanish. A quick stop at N Star on the way in yielded a couple of trout and we called it a day.