Splitting forces like Custer against my wishes, my daughters left at 330 am to brave the torrent waters filled with fib-tabs on a holiday weekend. While we normally fish in boating pairs, leap frogging around each boat from noted structure to structure they took the Grumman to the lake. Fishing the weed beds until 9 am when the holiday crowds can alive, they caught and released close to, in the eldest words and photos she continually texted me, almost 100 keepers. Clear casting bobbers set at 48 to 64 inches working the edges in 6-12 foot areas. They said the lake was a mess as floating weeds from tourists at times made it hard to get a fish to boat as strands of weed as long as 4 feet came in with the fish. There choice color this morning was # 6 pink heads with a pink tail. Tonight they want to get out there in hopes the fib-tabs have all headed south and the current clears the waters once again.