Went to the club. 2 cars there all morning.
Started out slow, but after figuring out what the fish wanted, I put together a nice bunch of fish, before leaving at 11 to play pickleball in Indiana.
A small white streamer was the ticket.
I lost a huge fish at the top of the straight stretch. Never saw it, but he had me down to my backing. He still has a size 16 blood dot in his mouth.
This beauty was caught below the lower quad.