Mickey and I went to Ferguson just after noon Sunday. Our first task was to adjust the trim tab on Mickeys motor because his boat had been pulling to one side. Easily done but you have to know which direction. The last time in his boat we adjusted when we returned to the ramp but did not try it out. Mickey tried it out first thing and it was pulling more than before. We mulled the problem over and decided to call Mark for advice since he deals with nautical issues for a living. He even told us which socket size to use. He said if it pulls to the right move the trim tab to the right. We followed his instructions and problem solved. Then we went fishing. In one spot the water was too high and in another we caught nothing but the rocky bank looked good so we fished on. Mickey collected one with a DT-10 and we thought we were on to something but the bank ran out. Too bad because the wind was blowing pretty hard and this spot was on the lee side of a barge fleet. We left for another place to fish and went to the location where I fished the last time. The water was about a foot lower and that was enough to cool that spot off a little. I had been catching fish there around bushes in 5 feet of water. I did manage to catch one out in the open on a DT-6 but no more bites there. We tried hard to find the fish but could not. We left that area and tried a couple more spots with no luck. The clouds were gathering but we decided to try one last spot where Mickey caught the first fish. As we were finishing there it started to sprinkle. We had been watching that rain but thought it was going to miss us. We were wrong and it followed us to the ramp. We got pretty wet but not completely soaked. That didn’t ruin the day however because we had shared a lot of laughs. We caught 2, each about 2 1/2 pounds. Thinking on the way home about the lake falling with a little more momentum, I had a brainstorm and came up with another spot we should have tried that will be good for a few more feet down. Hope springs eternal.