There is nothing quite like the smell of salty tides during the cool pre-dawn hours on  the  bay flats.  Just about a mile  away from  shore, the big trout and redfish begin to stir along the shallow edges of their marsh, looking for the  first meals of the day.  Pan sized flounder lay in wait on the bay floor.  Another bay fishing trip begins, as the  sun slowly tops the horizon and Capt. James take out another group of eager anglers who are ready to test their gear against the muscle of fighting gamefish.