Took a day to wet a line with Lanny chasing some Poons off St. Simons Island.  Unfortunately, that's exactly what we ended up doing, chasing, not catching.  The day started off slowly; we were begging just to see a tarpon.  We found plenty of bait, our guide, Scott Owens, filled up the livewell with one cast of his 12' bait net. 

We hunted for rolling, jumping, or any kind of tarpon, and couldn't find any action.  We set up just off a shallow bar, hoping to chum up some action.  We found a few sharks, but no silversides.  We gave the pogies a good soak, but gave up and moved on. We ran down to past Jekyll to Cumberland Island, and still no fish.  Bait & birds were everywhere.  But the radio confirmed tha the fish just weren't active.  We moved back to the bar, we did manage to see one fish roll.  We had a couple strikes, but no hook ups.  We saw another boat pull in off our stern and hook up.

As the day wore on, we tried to change our luck by moving inshore, just off the beach.  Scott knew of a hole and it just so happens it was near a tidal rip with bait.  After setting up, we saw a rolling tarpon about 200 yards behind us, then a few more.  We had a few strikes and a couple decent runs, but the fish would drop the bait before we got a hookset.  We had a few 10-15 lb. bonnet heads  break up the monotony. 

Since we were nearing the end of our day, the tide full slack, and nothing happening, offshore we head again.  Don't see much, so Scott headed to the furthest channel marker to see if he could at least find us a cobia.  But our luck didn't change. On the way in we meet a shrimper culling his catch, so we snuck in behind him in hopes of finding a larger spinner shark, known for their acrobatics when hooked up.  Lanny hooked into a large blackfin that broke off at boatside.  At least we got to finally hear the drag scream even if it wasn't a poon. Tight lines.