Experience it once and you’ll likely rank it right up there as one of the ultimate inshore bites: Stealth-stalking wolfpacks of redfish, rummaging amidst the shallow slop; slinging spinnerbaits like the Z-Man BullZEye right up in the marsh grass. Swimming the lure back to the ‘yak, you feel its glitzy spinner blade drumbeat the water and sing through snarls of spartina. At once, everything stops. Lure goes dead. Breathing halts for a moment . . . And then, just before refilling your lungs,…
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