What a great few days....
Sunday Morning: Special place. Phil and I rocked it hard. 1 big bass. 5 or 6 average bass--spinners, cranks, and the southern-crappie special. 8 or so yellow perch. 3 picks. Couple nice ones. Fished 6:30-11:30. Phil fried up lunch of perch and a few of the barely legal dinks. Boat was still on the car. Stopped back for sunset hour or so. Caught 2 or 3 bass. One big. 2 picks--1 big, one average. 5 crappie. A guy was scouting the place from shore. Seemed allright--good gear and didn't have face tatoos--lol. Invited on boat and made a new fishing partner--good dude. Felt terrible. He only caught a huge sunny on a crank bait, while I was pulling in one after another.
Headed out to one of my work haunts Monday with an office-fishing friend. He rarely fishes anything other than a high-end bass boat, but he was willing to slum it from shore with me. Caught one nice bass. Went to another spot Tuesday. He smashed picks. I caught a couple perch and one nice bass.
Gotten 2 on plastics. Mostly spinners and such.
Southern crappie special: pencil bobber, suspended jighead with a little swim bait... Jig 2-3, sit a sec, repeat... Perch, bass, and crappie all took it. Very cool technique.