Once upon a time, it was a pile of limbs and vines that a guy had cut around the bank of his lakeside lot in Bluestone Creek, one of the many major tributary creeks that feed John H. Kerr (aka Buggs Island) Reservoir.
Fisher Culbreth found Sheepshead Rock the hard way one May morning two years ago.
He knew big chunk Spanish mackerel were nearing the end of their short spring run off the Pleasure Island coast and had encircled the Rock like Indians assaulting a wagon train. So that morning, we launched at the Snows Cut Wildlife Ramp and headed out relatively calm Carolina Beach Inlet, then turned south.
A cancellation by another hunter sent me scrambling to Society Hill to do some pattern testing of new shotguns and loads on a trophy longbeard. Fortunately I could extend my hunt over both weekend days, Saturday and Sunday, giving me the opportunity to hunt on Sunday, which is illegal in my home state of North Carolina.