Not sure what happened to, or with, Gregg S. He got ahead of us and we never saw him again.
The other 5 of us all boated fish (no skunk) with what I believe we decided was for a grand total of about 24 smallies.
We could have done without the wind blowing in our faces the entire way but weather, water level, and camaraderie-wise, we
couldn't have asked for a better day.
Everybody seems to get a kick out of picking on me.
I don't get it.
Some pics of the day.....