We headed out Monday about 6:30 pm and it was still pretty steamy. Fortunately there was a light breeze that kept it from being too awful. We hit a couple of good spots with no success. I think we had maybe one bite. Maybe. Around 8 pm the sandbass started schooling nearby so we headed over there to get some "eating fish" for Pippin. We caught fish almost every cast for about 30 minutes. We had to cull through a bunch of small ones to gather 18 good ones for Rhandy to clean. That was still a pretty good mess.
We headed to a spot we had not hit the previous night and started out throwing crank baits around a hump. No sale. So we moved up on the hump to throw at a great little timber pile that had produced many times for us before. No one home. So I started fan casting out towards a shelf break and some timber away from where we usually fish. Then Rhandy snagged one up on the hump. It was a nice fish around 4 pounds. Next as I was coming up through some submerged timber my line felt spongy so I whanged on it. Nothing there. The first bite I had this trip and I wasn't even positive it was a bite. The second was a little easier. I threw back past the same spot and found I had somehow gotten a loop in my spool. It hanged up and dropped short. Well I started to pick out the loop when a good fish picked up my fluke and tried to leave with it. I set the hook and started reeling but after a short fight it broke me off. It was a pretty good fish. My rod was bowed over enough Rhandy was grabbing the net for me. Never saw it.
The next 45 minutes were very fun. Rhandy handed me his Carolina rig and started retying mine. I quickly hooked a 3 pound bass and interrupted his work. The next cast he was further interrupted as I snagged a 7 pound 8 oz good 'un.