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Entry 5: Striper Fishing at Lake Texoma: Our Guided Trip with Marty Zamora



An Epic Striper Fishing Trip at Lake Texoma

Earlier this summer, my dad, Uncle Bill, our friend Jody, and I packed up for a quick fishing getaway to Lake Texoma, one of the best places in the U.S. to catch striped bass. We were lucky to book a guided trip with Marty Zamora, a well-known striper guide in the area. Years ago, my dad and I fished with him and had a great experience—so when I saw he had a cancellation for Saturday, June 21, we jumped on it.

We headed down to the lake the night before and camped out right on the sandy shoreline near Cedar Mills Marina. No fancy lodge this time—just four guys, a campfire, and the lake. It was roughing it in the best way.

Fishing Lake Texoma with a Local Guide

We hit the water early with Marty the next morning. While we didn’t quite hit the legal limit of 10 fish per person, we had an awesome problem: we were catching fish that were too big! Under Texas and Oklahoma regulations, only two striped bass per person can be over 20 inches in length—and we kept reeling in monsters. Marty was constantly measuring and releasing fish because they exceeded the size limit.

Why We Recommend Marty Zamora

This wasn’t just a fishing trip; it was a great memory with people I care about. If you're thinking about fishing Lake Texoma for stripers, I highly recommend Marty Zamora. He knows the water, works hard to put you on the fish, and makes the whole experience enjoyable.

🎣 You can find his guide service here: mzfishing.com














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  1. Awesome, Mike Bradley! Glad you had a fun trip. SOOOOOOOOOO SOOOOOO glad I got to see you while you were here!

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