I went to Lake X Saturday morning. Sunday would have been my preferred day but Saturday had to be it. A slight North wind that was not too strong but it was from the North. The major period was supposed to be right after noon and I really figured that would be when it would happen but I went early anyway. Nothing happened early but I tried anyway only to be shut out on any bites. The depth finder was on side scan because I was looking for anything that you couldn’t see figuring anything seen would have been fished hard and any fish there would have been educated. A whole log showed up but I did not mark it and I hunted for it with a Carolina rig. Found it and got a bite, set the hook and after a short fight was hung up. That log was in a deeper part of the lake so I started looking deeper. Getting closer to the period, I had another deeper bite on a chigger craw and had a powerful fish pick it up and make a blazing run pulling drag until the hook pulled out. The day was not going well. Next I tried a shallow spot where the fish will sometimes congregate to feed and actually caught one. Shortly after I caught a 4 pounder in a log pile after getting hung up and finally getting it out. By then the bite was pretty much over but I checked all the good spots with no results anyway. Nothing , so I headed home disappointed since I had let a good one get away.

Monday morning after a long turkey hunting recess I hooked up and went to Bussey. The large fish being caught there drew me like a magnet. Fishing started around 8:30. One of the main reasons of going was to make sure I could still go and get in and out of the lake. There were 25 trucks in the parking lot and half of the boats were spread out for the first quarter mile down the ditch. I went out into the lake on the east side to start. It’s a jungle of dead willow trees mostly and fishing that kind of cover is not my forte but I was determined to do it. I started with a jig and a craw trailer and it took a long time to get a bite. There were lily pads just coming out so there was temptation to fish with something else but I held my ground. Finally I did get a bite and it was so surprising I almost waited too long to set the hook. It was a 3 3/4 and shortly thereafter another small bass <2 pounds. I circled that area twice but no more bites. Every now and then I made a circle out in the pads with a swimbait but the water was a little dirty, 8 inch visibility. There was a guy sitting with his boat run up in between a couple of trees. He sat there for 20 minutes making short casts to the same spot. I put on the spot lock and got out my binoculars. He was looking at his screen in front obviously a forward facing sonar, and looking at a big fish but couldn’t make it bite. I left there and went to a place where Jackson and I had caught some fish in some bushes next to some lily pads. This place was not as wind protected as where I had been fishing and the wind made it impossible to fish a jig so I picked up a swimbait and fished in the pads. I thought the water was not clear enough for a swimbait but to my surprise I caught another 3 pounder. Three fish for the day , none as large as the ones you read about coming from Bussey but a good day nevertheless.