By the dawns early light, with the absents of the rockets red glare, which will follow tonight, we loaded up the Snapper and headed out to Razor Point in search of Mango, as the spawn is on and the snapper are making their beds. The night before Ed and I were in heated discussion on whither to go early in getting on a trout bite or just setting our sites on snapper. I wanted trout and he the tastier fish along with a few extra few winks of shuteye. As the pale grey morning turned to a soggy mess, we launched at Razor and we cautiously bowed our way down the mangrove, razor bush laddered banks into the harbor at Cattlemen’s Point. Rowing out past the old barge channel, used back in the war between the states in transporting Confederate cattle to barges for transportation to ships in running the Union blockade, we anchored up onto an oyster bar, behind a grassy flat to our starboard and a mud hole on the port side. The perfect point of throw for a number of species, I would try for some late morning trout out on the grass flat, Ed could stay at the canoe and work the bar for Mangrove Snapper and whatever may be in the mud and both of us are happy. The only probably being was my late morning trout, was just that, as it was eleven o’clock in the morning!
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