I spend every Memorial Day weekend at the state park. Went down today to scout around. Worst trip there ever. There is no grass at all on any of my useful spots. Not one bite that we could call a crappie. No bream pecking out in the deep water. Left at noon confused, frustrated and depressed. Then I had a flat on the trailer. Oh joy.
No idea what I'll do next week. Maybe look for Kentuckies.

