We made the trip down to Louisiana looking for a new fishing spot and ended up at the ferry landing near Holly Beach in Cameron Parish. Right away, the place had a different vibe from Texas — quiet water, ferry traffic, and that feeling that something big could be lurking underneath.
We started with fresh crab and mullet, hoping to hook into some “big uglies.” The action picked up fast with hardhead catfish and a massive gafftop that put up a surprisingly good fight. But the real excitement came when the drum started biting. We lost a couple good fish after getting tangled up, but finally everything came together when Eduardo hooked into a huge black drum. After some teamwork on the shoreline, we landed it successfully.
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Eduardo headed out to Galveston early in the morning hoping to get on some fish and enjoy a good day on the water. The weather was perfect, and after arriving near the rocks, he started experimenting with different setups — a lure rod, a floater rig, and a drop shot rig — trying to maximize my chances in the murky water.
The first stop didn’t go as planned. Fish kept biting his shrimp in half, and after missing a flounder at Texas City Dike, frustration started setting in.
Later that night, Eduardo and Junior decided to hit Seawolf Park for some night fishing. The wind was brutal, but the bite finally turned on. They started catching whiting and catfish while joking around and talking fishing, sports cards, and expensive collectibles...
Another fishing adventure along the Texas coast. The trip began with jokes about the motel situation after I booked what might’ve been one of the roughest hotels we’ve stayed at yet. After leaving the hotel, we stopped at a taqueria in Corpus Christi called Mi Casita, where the breakfast tacos were massive — literally bigger than our faces. The homemade tortillas and green sauce instantly made us happy.
From there, we headed back toward Seadrift Harbor hoping to finally hook into some fish. Most of the trip turned into exploring random fishing spots, talking about future channel ideas, AI travel assistants, and van life plans while chasing cooler weather across places like Colorado and Oregon.
The craziest moment came when we...
On this trip, we headed down to Corpus Christi Texas. While waiting for our hotel room to be ready, we decided to start the adventure with some fishing at Cosway Pier. The wind was brutal, but honestly, just being back out fishing made it worth it. We rigged up frozen crab, shrimp, and later switched over to mullet trying to get anything to bite.
We talked about recent fishing struggles, losing fish at the hook, and trying to break the slump. Watching other anglers pull in giant drum fish only made us want one even more.
During the trip, we also got real about health, weight loss, and changing eating habits after a health scare. We talked about Eduardo dropping 30 pounds and trying to stay disciplined even while being tempted by...
We made our way down to Louisiana for a few things, but while we were here, we figured we had to sneak in some fishing. We ended up under this massive bridge with the casino skyline behind us — the Golden Nugget Lake Charles in the background made the whole spot feel unreal.
Before hitting the water, we grabbed our Louisiana fishing licenses. Yeah, it costs a little more as non-residents, but honestly, it was worth it just for the experience of fishing somewhere completely different. There’s something exciting about trying new water and seeing what’s out there.
The plan was simple: catch some fish first, then maybe head over to the casino afterward and throw a quick hundred on black if luck was still rolling our way.
Eduardo showed...
Some fishing trips just don’t go the way you planned — and honestly, this one was a disaster from the start. My brother Junior and I headed out to Seabrook and Bayside Park hoping to get on some fish, but the water was insanely low from the north winds and nothing seemed to be working.
To make things worse, Junior decided he wanted to learn how to use a baitcaster that day. Big mistake. Within minutes he had backlash after backlash and was completely over it. The entire trip turned into us arguing about fishing spots, tangled lines, rocks at the Texas City Dike, and who picked the worst place to fish.
Even though we didn’t catch anything, it was still fun being out there with family. That’s the thing about fishing — sometimes the...
I always say that even on the worst fishing days, it still beats being anywhere else. We headed out to Palacios after helping my dad with some work around the house, figuring we’d spend the rest of the day chasing fish. The water was unbelievably low — probably the lowest I’ve ever seen — but once you’re already out there, you make the best of it.
We bounced from pier to pier all day trying to avoid getting skunked, talking about everything from hurricanes and generators to doomsday preppers and comedy sets. That’s honestly what makes fishing trips memorable sometimes — not even the fish, but the conversations in between casts. One minute we were debating whether bunkers make sense, the next we were laughing about getting older and...
We take a break from work and head out to Seadrift, Texas for a laid-back fishing trip. Just @Eduardo “Oso” and I, some gear, and an ice chest full of ice because this time we’re actually planning to keep fish. After getting teased for coming home empty-handed on previous trips, we’re determined to bring some fish back.
Throughout the day, we experiment with different techniques and setups. We joke around about how catching fish on lures feels more like an accomplishment than soaking bait, but really, we just want to catch something. We talk about trucks, reels, and rods, then drift into bigger topics like podcasts, getting older, and trying to get healthier through better eating and fasting.
It’s less about hardcore fishing and...
We go fishing in Seadrift Texas with hopes of catching some Speckled Trout and we actually catch them. The morning’s overcast and calm, and it feels like perfect trout weather. After grabbing bait, we even run into a subscriber who gives us tips about fishing the harbor later, which gets us even more excited to try different spots. We start off throwing a topwater and then switch to live shrimp under a popping cork, fishing the way I learned as a kid with my dad.
Before long, we’re into fish. The speckled trout are stacked up, and we start catching steady numbers. We decided to swap to single hooks to protect the fish and just enjoy the action. Between casts, we joke around, coach Junior, and talk about family and Christmas.
The...
Eduardo and I head down to Palacios, Texas after spending the morning helping my parents move some things around their bay house. Once we finish up, we decide to squeeze in a little fishing. It’s also the first real outing in my new Tacoma, so I’m pretty excited to finally get it down by the water.
We start at a spot someone recommended on a forum, but it’s packed and the wind is ripping, so we bounce around—first the big pier, then finally a more protected area under a bridge. The conditions aren’t great, but we make the best of it. We fish shrimp on simple rigs, talk about Thanksgiving, life, and random stuff between casts, just enjoying the day.
The bite is slow but steady for me. I keep catching little pup black drum—nothing...
On this day we fish Freeport Riverplace Pier in Freeport Texas and after a miserable rainy day we finally get lucky and get on some fish.
We start off at the Bridge Bait Shop in Freeport, Texas grabbing some shrimp and crab before trying their pier to see what we can get into. Right away there’s a little friendly trash talk—Junior’s got bragging rights from last week, and I’m determined not to let him think he runs the show. Our goal is simple: outfish him.
I finally figure out how to properly adjust the brakes on my bait caster reel, which explains all my backlashes lately, so that felt like a small win. Eduardo and I talk about the new Toyota Tacoma I just bought and how much it meant that he drove hours with me to pick it up. It...
Growing up, I wasn’t one of the lucky kids whose dad taught them how to fish. My dad was a great father, but he was always at work and never really had time for hobbies. As a kid, I thought fishing was just something old men did to get away from their wives for the day. I pictured guys in red flannels on a boat or pier, just drinking with their buddies. Fishing can be those things—but it’s also so much more. It’s an art, in a way.
So when Daniel invited me to go fishing, I remember thinking, Man, this is going to be a boring day. But he seemed excited, so why not go? That first trip involved a lot of learning. I had no idea how much actually went into fishing. Daniel was incredibly patient, showing me how to cast and teaching me the...
On this day we headed back out to Port Lavaca, trying our luck at the main pier to see if we could get on some solid fish. We paid the five bucks to get in, checked out the water, and right away Eduardo started talking a little trash, promising to outfish me and his little brother Junior.
Junior came out swinging while we were still getting set up, he started catching—little drum, a red, croakers—one after another. Somehow he always has that kind of luck. Meanwhile, I was grinding it out, switching spots, changing rigs, trying to figure out the bite. The pier was slow for me, but the jokes and competition kept it fun.
Later we moved to the boat ramp, and that’s where things finally turned around. Fishing live shrimp under a popping...