I don’t know if this is still the law, but it used to be that you could take out a few minutes to walk a seining net and catch lunch, or in my old haunts, walk over to the bay side and seine for giant shrimp that were trapped in places I knew about, and check our unregulated crab cages for lunch, at night you went gigging for flounder and crabs.
An extinct beast around these parts.
Sounds like my wife the seafood freak would love Texas.