Headed up to The Hill early this morning to scout for our club tourney next weekend. We put in at Hurricane Brige and ran downlake to a hump off of a mainlake flat. The wind was howling ahead of the aproaching front, and we felt like we would have the chance to catch a few brow fish. On about his tenth cast, Dwayne hooked up on a toad on the spinnerbait (bigger one pictured here). The wind got so bad that we gave up on the spot.
From there, we moved back to a bluff wall and attempted to fish a spinnerbait. The wind was pounding the banks, and I could not position the boat correctly for fear of smashing into the rocks. Dwayne did catch one on a spinnerbait, and it was a nice 2 lb keeper spot. We moved over to a more protected deep transition bank, and I stuck a nice non-keeper smallie (they have to be 18") on the jerkbait. From there we worked back in a small creek to fish a specific spot. We found what we were looking for, but we only caught one fish on the sructure. DD caught it, and it was a chunky 14" smallie.
The wind kept hammering us, and the stom started pounding rain on us, so I made a run to a marina to take cover. After the miserable run, the rain and wind died down, so we headed to another creek to see what we could find. We caught about 9 more fish in this one creek, with four of them being keeper spots, and I snagged a nice 17 3/4" smallie on the jerkbait.
We bounced around for another hour or so, and DD had to leave. I fished for another hour until the usual boat problems started up. I caught two more small spots, and then hit the road.
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