I launched on Lake Ferguson (46 feet) this morning at about 6:45 with a slight northwest wind blowing. When I left the house I thought there was no need for a jacket but the ride up the lake into the wind made me sorry I didn’t have one. I had a long ride to the upper lake and was glad when I reached my first destination. It was a sand knob that had water over it about 5 feet deep, just perfect, but nobody home. My old beat up DT-6 was first up although there were other things on my mind. I moved to a tree with bushes around it where I have had some luck in the past. Before I got there, a small fish bit the DT-6 and chased away the skunk. A few casts later the bait hung up on, I’m sure, some small ironwood bushes in about 5 feet of water. I jiggled the bait to get it off but nothing doing. As the boat got right over the bait I took my thumb and forefinger and gently pulled on the line to see if there was any give. The line broke under light pressure. There is no telling how many fish that bait had caught. I hated to see it go but I had another just like it and put it on. I caught two more fish in that spot and then left for what I wanted to be my main objective for the day. I had studied Google Maps and had found a woods road to get me back through the trees to an area next to the levee. The navigation was right and the road led exactly to the spot I had picked out but it was not the spot that I thought it was. It had some good looking territory but not much of it. There were submerged vines in about 4 feet of water. I had planned on using a top water but when I saw the situation I changed to a buzz bait. It did not take long to fish the area but a nice 3 pound fish came up and sucked the buzzer down. It didn’t blast it at all. I thought at first that it may have been a gar. Since the fish was in shallow clear water it was very black, as if it had been spray painted black. I got out my phone and saw on the map the other spot I wanted to go. Trying to navigate there, I would hit an impenetrable wall of trees, logs or ironwood bushes. I could see on the map where I wanted to go and where I was but there was no opening to get there. After spending quite a bit of time I gave up and went to the meadow. There was some beautiful moss there, just perfect for a frog but it was shallow and no fish were in it. I explored a little and then tried a spot that had saved a trip one time before. That spot was just right but I did not get a bite. Was depending on it to save the day but nothing. After that I headed for the ramp. Four bass with a 3 pound FOD.