So, I got out there and worked over these old weak fishin muscles. The sun came out and a eastly breeze came up. My bfb got off work early so we went to a private sand pit that we had never been on. I was surprised that it was so deep. It had some beaver brush on a bank that tapers to 4 feet then dropped almost straight down. Water temp was a surprising 50 degrees and gin clear.
Banking only produced an occasional turd bass. We finally found a 50 yard strip where the water came to 8 feet and was covered in short brush and weeds. Swimming and perch jerking curly tails in blue, blacks put 20 nice crappies in the cooler. Most were just eaters but some run up to 12 inches. We put back lots of smaller fish and bass. The east wind didn't bother the fish too much, they were hungry and lovin that sun. Next week is lookin decent.