I was standing near the shore with my camera on a tripod watching the storm roll in, hoping to catch some lightning photos. The water level was up and the wind was starting to blow. The first time I heard it I thought a walnut or some tree fruit had broken off and hit the water. The second and third splash made me think someone was throwing rocks. It took awhile before my brain switched from photo mode to fishing mode. I was home and back with a 6 weight in about 12 minutes. The white bass were clobbering baitfish.
Two nights later I revisited the spot and helped a local spin fisherman fill his bucket.
My conservative estimate was 40 fish caught on what is now a very beat-up streamer.
I put the call out to the boys and the next night we arrived ready to catch.
Between the 4 of us, JH got the only fish.
Shoulda been here yesterday.
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