In October of last year, I had one of my fishing reports go viral. I had a mix of comments, good and bad. Since I have not been fishing since my last report, I thought I would share the story and see what you all think.

Today Tania and I sat at Blue Heron beach from 7:30am to about 12:30pm with little action. To be honest Tania had one bite and caught one catfish, which was taken by a shark.

Tania and I always pray on our drive to fishing, where we ask for safety, our eyes to be opened to see his creations and a bountiful catch if it is His will. By about noon, I had given up hope of catching anything to bring home. I said one last prayer to let us go home with at least one fish for supper.

Shortly after I said my prayer a bunch of bait fish showed up and the Spanish Mackerel were tearing them up. I spent about 15 minutes throwing everything I had including a paddle tail, a gotcha plug and a silver spoon to try and catch one of them. I couldn’t believe I didn’t get a bite with how thick they were.

Finally, I had given up and turned back to Tania to pack up and go home. I was somewhat defeated to be honest. Just as I turned around, Tania started yelling at me. I turned back to see a 24in Spanish Mackerel beaching itself right in front of us. I ran up and grabbed the fish!

To me this was God providing a meal for us. I know people say that fish beach themselves quit often when they are chasing bait, but one cannot deny my prayer was answered.

Tania and I are truly blessed, and God provided a fish for us to go home with! I hope you liked this story. Let me know what your thoughts are? Was this a fish story of a lifetime? I pray all who make it out the rest of the week have tight lines.