So when I changed sides and flies(from a foam and purple to a foam and pink fly) and started getting mini me Bream some the size of the damn fly attacking it I was getting rather discouraged.
So deciding to head back to my car .I kept walking and casting nothing nothing.I started to see some very large Snook and fatish Garfish.I stood on some rocks and was sight casting got tangled in a tree.Freed my fly and walked along the beach.
I decided to go back in the water sight fishing and casting at a school of snook or garfish along this beach .When bam I am on .Not a large fish not a snook or Gar but a small Bream.
So finally hours and hours and days of tying flies getting them small enough.Making sure the foam wasn't blocking the point of the hook,or the fact that i was destroying the hook when backcasting and hitting seats. finally after days and days of walking casting finally this tiny little Bream fell to my foam popper .
YIPEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!
Sorry lost control there for a second

Heres the tiny Bream
and a blurry picture of the fish with the fly

