Our yearly crew of family members met us for ribs and chicken. They tasted superb and the evening looked great. Big pillow like clouds rolling thru giving us some cover now and then. Cool breeze that turned into a gale. The fish did not bite till the last minute of sunlight and a break in the wind. Capt Dave's crew missed a few, as well as my crew. One snakehead was landed and no pesky LGMouth landed. Sometimes you can not force them to bite. Both crews worked very hard.
Capt Mike
Capt Dave
Capt Mike
Capt Dave