Big River (revisited)

Sunday morning (6/23/07) bright and early. I opted for a solo mission. Clear my head. Shoot some line. Pound some structure. Jack some bronzebacks. Mission accomplished. Flow was around 2000cfs which meant easy wading, lots of exposed structure and hell on my prop. I picked up a few smallmouth here and there and then found a slot behind a log where I methodically apprehended a number (I lost count but I'd estimate the total at 20)of fish. One right after another. They seemed to be interested in a black and white bucktail that I was swinging.