Sunup on the St. Johns River and it was game on. First cast, fish on — and it never slowed down. Drag screaming, rods doubled, and a boat full of laughs. - Captain Austin

This time of year brings those crisp, chilly mornings where the air’s got a little bite and the water’s slick calm — perfect kind of quiet to ease into the day. The redfish start slow and steady, cruising deeper edges and soaking up the first bit of warmth like the rest of us. Nothing rushed, just methodical fishing. - Captain Austin

All light tackle, smooth drags, and smiles — NASA-level prep as usual. Nobody fell in, the dog didn’t steal a sandwich, and the fish definitely left talking about us. - Captain Austin