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GETTING STARTED
Tybee is an island so of course you can fish from the beach.
There are a few areas where "surf", "beach" fishing is not
allowed and these areas are clearly marked with signs along the
beach. No beach on Tybee's shores is considered private beach
property, it is ALL PUBLIC, though you should be sure to avoid
the dune lines when going to and from the beach.
FISHING THE ROCKS
On the far north and far southern points of the beach there are
rock jetties that protrude outward away from the sandy beaches,
these are used more commonly by local crabbers, but some fishing
is done from them as well.
TYBEE FISHING PIER
Tybee Fishing Pier is located on the backside of the island. Take
Highway 80 until you reach the 2nd traffic light, turn right on
Jones Avenue, follow Jones until you reach the dead-end, take a
right, the road to the fishing pier is the first STREET to your
left, park, and then walk-up to the pier. The pier borders on
the "Back River, across the river you will see "Little Tybee
Island" which is actually larger than Tybee itself. This island
can only be reached by boat or by air.
LAZARETTO FISHING PIER
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Directly across from the shop are the
Lazaretto Creek Fishing Pier and the oyster bed area just the
other side of the Lazaretto Creek bridge. Approaching Tybee on
Highway 80, approximately 1/2 mile from the entrance to the Ft.
Pulaski National Monument, you will see the Lazaretto Creek Boat
Ramp on the righthand side of the road. If you take this turn
and proceed down the smal palmetto tree lined roadway(which is
actually a part of "Old Tybee Road") you will come to a
dead-end, once their, park and it is a very short walk down to
the pier, which rests on Lazaretto Creek. You'll also get an
excellent view of the bridge, and of the shrimp boats docked
just across the river from the pier.
OYSTER BED FISHING
The oyster bed mentioned earlier is on the opposite side of the
bridge, to reach it , you must walk across highway 80 over to
the left edge of the bridge, from there you will see a trail
leading through the marsh and down to the oyster bed.
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