The spotted sunfish aka stumpknocker (Lepomis punctatus) is a warm water native of the Southeastern United States that inhabits areas of slow moving water. It has some food value and is usually caught by bream anglers. It has been suggested that it could be used as an indicator species, making it valuable to stream management. The stumpknocker prefers complex habitats.
The Hogchoker is a small flatfish found along the coast of parts of North America. They prefer brackish water, bays and estuaries north of the Carolinas. It is a member of the American Sole family. They are usually brown to dark brown in color, and lighter on their “blind side”. The overall body color is often broken by a series of spots and thin stripes, which can be lighter or darker than the main body color. The fins and tail have fringed edges helping hide the fish from its prey. They mainly feed on small aquatic insects and invertebrates.
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Being midsummer we had daily rain showers, swelling the creeks and dumping tons of fresh water and it’s inhabitants into the normally salty inshore waters. I was wading the Vamo flats about half way to the sandbar I liked to fish. Along the way there is a small, bean shaped mangrove island that had a deeper bowl on the backside. During higher waters it had the potential to hold fish so I made a point to fish it that day. As I came around the corner to the island’s back I noticed what appeared to be a piling laying in the mud deep in the under cut of the overhanging mangroves, about forty feet away. Nothing out of the ordinary, I made a few casts into the bowl and continued along making sure to stay close to the mangroves. A few more casts, a few more steps toward the piling. By this time I was about ten feet away and my focus had been solely on fishing this spot until I went to make my next steps and thought I saw something move. I looked at this piling, then looked at it real hard. “Wait.” I croaked. It was in complete shadow and partially covered by the overhang so I stooped down to get a better view.
After a moment of squinting I saw what looked like a belly, it was a bit lighter than the rest of the body. Or was it just lighter from the friction of a boat rubbing against it? My eyes moved to the left where I began to discern what could be a tail, with a ridge of scales lining it’s top, or the jagged edge of busted lumber. As I scanned to the right… the head with a tiny black eye. Maybe. Or maybe it was the eye of a rusted bolt I wasn’t sure but it looked like a gator sitting in the shade just feet away. It also looked like a barnacle crusted, water logged piling. As I stood knee deep in the dark brown water I figured if it was, I had been long since spotted. All kinds of alligator facts began to race through my head, they are faster in the water, the brutal crushing power of their jaws. Images or a twisting, thrashing gator doing the “deathroll” dragging it’s prey under the water spurred me into motion. I began to walk slowly backwards keeping an eye on the gator piling. Once I reached the corner of the island I decided to eliminate any doubt, because if it wasn’t a gator I could keep fishing. I made a cast skipping my jerkbait under the mangroves, bonking the object right in the center.
It moved. I was going to fish somewhere else.