What a foggy start! I didn't dare try to run so I started dragging A-rigs at 2.5mph. A couple of other boats at about the same time. Idled all the way to the high trestle when right there a cast length in front of me, the fish were bustin'. I quickly brought in the rigs and started casting a 1/2oz white bucktail. One other boat hooked up and landed a decent fish (he was using a jig/fluke). Then they went, but in two minutes were back. I finally hooked up and boated a nice 28". Only about 7:15 so it looked to be a good day.
HA! When that school went down it was the last top action I saw all day. Did the same run & gun routine going down the lake. Dragging A-rigs, Trolling cranks. All the way to Harbor Ridge and back. I saw the fish but they were down, on the bottom, or just loafing. Nice day on the water, Try, try again. Then at the ramp, I had the boat loaded and out when a guy wanted to talk about my boat. He was planning on buying one. During the conversation, I dropped a lure and as I picked it up, the tail hook snagged the carpet and the forward hook snagged my finger. The barb just barely buried. I didn't want to do the string thing so I had the guy cut the hook and I wiggled and twisted it until it slid out. Ouch. Luckily I just had a tetnus shot. Dumb, rookie mistake. Ta da.