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

Cold Redfish & Family Edition Fishing Report Braved the cold with a tough-as-nails family of three who clearly didn’t read the part of the forecast that said “why are you even outside?” ? Temps were low, spirits were high, and the redfish were acting like they’d hit the snooze button one too many times. The bite was slow and deliberate—classic cold-water reds. No chasing, no sprinting, just that subtle “hey… something’s wrong with this bait” thump. Once we cracked the code, it was steady action with quality fish that looked like they’d been bench-pressing oysters all winter. -Captain Austin

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