I had an appointment this morning, but I was able to steal some time to go to one of my spots - a shallow cove right off the main channel. Temps were in the low 50s, and the rain was chasing me into the parking lot.
At 0900 on a Wednesday morning, there was a kayak sniffing around across the way, and a dude fishing off the dock behind me. This place – like all the other places that I fish from the bank – is heavily pressured. A lot of days I feel like I'm doing alright to catch anything.
Today I kept it simple, with the same ned rig that I had tied on in my pictures from the other day. Caught two tiny little things, had a couple more that I couldn't convert.
Bounced after the second one. That rain was cold.