Fowler got in there and stuck a couple of nice fish, this one on a clear
Corky Devil rigged with a single hook, and again, about 1 foot deep. Not bad for a dam hillbilly
Yuppie [as Billy Sandifer calls him]. It was not a day of fast
action. Fishing for big fish rarely is, but if you're willing, the
effort can be very rewarding. Keep casting and it will happen.
In here with trout this day were absolutely hundreds of reds milling about and making escape mud boils when you walked too fast. They would hit absolutely nothing and would even run from a soft plastic tail. Sometimes they wouldn't move until you almost kicked them, and despite good clarity and keen eyes, you often never saw anything until they kicked off at your feet. Whether you catch them or not, watching nature work the shallows is an extreme visual experience.