Yesterday I stumbled into a schoo of reds. I saw a fish layed-up, cast and hooked it. No problem. Everything went like it's supposed to in the magazines and on tv....
So today I went back and found the same school again. I cast at the fish in the school for close to 5 hours. Not only did they give me refusal afer refusal; they actively turned away from the fly.
Finally, I was on my last pass and decided to give it one more shot. I cast into the sandy cut not where the fish were not, but where they were milling about. I let the fly sit. Then, when the fish swam back to the hole, I began stripping short, fast strips.
Two fish showed interest and followed, just like bonefish. Strip to get their attention and pause to let them look, then repeat. FInally I got them excited and following, and after one last strip, an eat.
You lucky man. A day on the bay is a damn good day!