The bite — almost entirely bluegills, slowed to a crawl. But around noon — as we moved once again — we found some more active fish. Boedeker caught for our five in short order, then they quit again.
We moved around, hole to hole to hole, but when the depth finder showed fished and we’d drop our baits, the fish would scatter.
Apparently they’d fed for the day. Boedeker said the crappies wouldn’t probably start up again until just before dark.
So we called it at 1 p.m. Boedeker counted his fish. He had 15 ‘gills and nine crappies. One short of a limit.
I’m sure he could have stayed a bit longer and finished his limit. But why? He’d shown me what I’d come to see.