Laaaaate night Friday. One Man Band Legend Bob Log III came to Indy.
Thought I'd be in on Saturday, but the overcast called my name. Incorrectly guessed canoers would shy away and so wasted an hour plus driving to the wrong stretch on the wrong stream. Dozens of them. Skipped out and so arrived on the water about 130pm for a long one.
Dead Sea mostly. A couple of tiny dinks, until I hit a pot hole in the rock. Hooked a large fish in the 18-19" range. He rubbed my tube jig onto a ledge and was gone. Sadness. The silent suck lasted for 4 hours before I got happy on this 20.25" bass.
Did some minor modifications to a prop bait and things got better. Viscious for a couple hours then relaxed into slow fishing again.
Got over 30, the 20.25", a 17", 16", several 15"ers, so not a bad day