There’s no better cue that winter has passed quite like the surface exploding spectacle of a slob redfish pulverizing a top water plug or the sight of an upper slot brute with half its anatomy above the water’s surface. If the sight or sound of redfish prowling the shallows isn’t a good enough indication that spring has arrived, the gales that ensue are a ubiquitous reminder.
The arrival of spring is to a redfish-junkie like the onset of opening day is to a baseball aficionado. The air is filled with anticipation, buzz, and uncertainty. Things may start out rocky or inconsistent but everyone knows a season is not lost in its inception. Development doesn’t occur overnight; it’s a continuous process that cultivates over the course of a season. Glimpses of improvement are evident with each passing day. Progress is motivation.
