At about 8:30 this morning, I looked out and the trees were still and it didn’t look like rain, so I left for Lake Chicot. Since the fish really didn’t bite well yesterday until about 10:00, I figured I would be right on time. Started fishing at 10:15. Since I knew where to go, after the first hour I had 10.  Again you had to hit the tree with your bait and let it fall to get the fish to bite. They continued to bite well until I ran out of the spot I was fishing.  Fishing the docks was next in line.  The first few I fished were maddening because the bass would just bump the limetruse Booyah and not hang on.  I missed a lot because either the dock bass are different in their approach to feeding because of all the people fishing off the docks or my catlike, lightning 65 year old reflexes were too much for them.  I finally managed to catch some by almost letting them run with the Booyah before setting the hook. Did I mention the wind ? It blew hard enough to actually blow my hat off. Only the catlike reflexes saved the hat from the drink.  Today I fished with the wind as opposed to against it yesterday so it was manageable.  I ended up with 29. I caught all but 28 of those on a baby Paca Craw. ( swiped that line from Jackson). The FOD was a 3 – 2 .  I caught one about 2 pounds that had a puncture wound high right behind the gills.  It appeared he came a little too close to a great blue heron.  The great blue must have really been hungry. The gnats are getting bad so if you go fishing you need to take something to repel them.