Louisiana is home to perhaps the best sight fishing for Redfish in the world.
Recently, I was fortunate enough to take to the flats of New Orleans with Captain Rocky Thickstun. The adventure began before dark when Rocky picked me up at our hotel on Bourbon Street. After saying our hellos, I told Rocky that I was a trout guide back in Colorado…
“Are you a good angler?”
Rocky inquired just hoping that he had a halfway decent stick in the skiff today. It was a less than perfect day for fishing; intermittent cloud cover and high winds were set to plague the flats.

“I can see fish, I’m certainly no great fisherman, but I’m persistent.” I replied hoping that I wouldn’t make too much of a fool of myself today.
“Don’t trout set these Redfish!” he said. “I fish a lot of trout guides and most of them blow their day by doing a trout set and pulling the fly away from the Redfish.”
“I’ve salt water fly fished before.” I quickly replied trying to convince Rocky that I wasn’t a complete hack at this game.
“I’ve seen that trout set shit go on all day!” Rocky snapped back at me. “If you trout set you won’t just miss some of the fish, you will miss ALL of the fish!”
So off we went on a cruise through the flats, flying through the marshes of Southern Louisiana.
The dolphins and waterfowl add to the mystique and beauty of this utterly unique environment. I knew it was going to be a day to remember when we saw a Red Tail Hawk grab a duck from the water for a little morning snack.
“It’s a hunter’s day.” Rocky whispered before he shut the motor off.
I climbed to the bow with a nine weight and fly in hand as Rocky polled the flats and we scanned the water for our prey.

There is a reason they call this fish the Redfish, a big fish looks like a giant red log swimming across the flat. My first cast was in the money…
“Strip, strip, strip, strip!” Rocky yelled from his platform as I trout set the fish, pulling the fly from his mouth and watching the fish vanish forever. Rocky then proceeded to curse me for not listening and reminding me that if I did not strip set these fish I would go home empty handed…
The next opportunity came and my cast was terrible, well behind the fish. I made another cast and missed. And then another, third times a charm and the Redfish inhaled the fly and the fight was on!
There might not be a better made fish for fly fishing than the Redfish.
These salt water creatures were simply crafted for the sport, cruising in shallow water and eating flies with reckless abandonment.
And so we polled on, through the clouds and the winds making for one tough, challenging but rewarding day of flats fishing. A hunter’s day indeed…
For more information on sight fishing for Redfish with Louisiana’s best, Captain Rocky Thickstun please call or email me.
Tight Lines,
Tyler Bowman
The Flyfisher Group
tyler@theflyfisher.com
720.253.2494