Would you like fries with your Flounder?

As I alluded to in my earlier post, Warren U. and I decided to try our hand at sticking a few flatfish Friday night in the Rockport area. Starting off in St. Charles, we quickly realized that floating grass was going to greatly hamper our ability to see our intended targets. So we made a quick decision to head for another spot across the causway on Copano bay. We ended up picking up 1 flounder in Copano, but running out of room to wade, we decided to come up with another game plan. By this time it was about 12:30 AM and 2 days of work/fishing was starting to catch up with me. Needless to say, I was voting for the comfortable bed waiting for me back at the Crane House. Warren pushed to try one more spot, being somewhat evasive when I tried to get him to tell me what he had planned. We continued into Rockport with Warren mumbling something about a spot near McDonald's. Of course I took that and ran with it, generally giving Warren a hard time about taking us to get a fish sandwich with a side of fries. I finally conceeded we would try this "in town" spot for a bit before we headed in for the night. Well, after getting out of the truck under the glow the neon signs, we started our wade onto a nice sand/grass flat. About 100 yards into the wade, Warren yells out "this is the biggest flounder I have ever gigged!". I rushed over and he pulls up something resembling a muddied doormat. After a bunch of hollering and high fives, we measured the flounder at just under 23". I quickly forgot about my yearning for slumber and we waded on, hoping for more biguns. I ended giging 4 flounder, one within a stone's throw of the strip mall. Warren also picked up another bigun and we headed in for the night around 2:30, leaving about the time everyone else was leaving the local watering holes. Never again will I give Warren a hard time about taking me to gig some "town flounder".