I thought I was the first person on Lake Monticello this morning, but as I launched I spotted another boat tipping through the dark.  The lake was slick, which is unusual.  I started in a large cove with plenty of lily pads and of course with a Ribbit frog. Some fish volunteered quickly but they really did not want to. None of those blasting strikes like you really like. One just made a wake behind the bait. I saw it, stopped the retrieve and just let the bait slowly sink like it was dead. Soon I saw the line twitch and start to move off. Then I set the hook and caught the fish. It was  about then a cold wind started quickly. The next bite was even more tepid and the fish was missed. Another one hit like it was supposed to and was the 3 – 2 FOD. At 8:00 I was beginning to think it was going to be OK but I was wrong. No more fish until after lunch and then only one. There is no telling how many waked up behind the bait and finally bit after I stopped the bait, only to have grabbed a leg of the frog. The fish must like frog legs too. After trying to set the hook, my Ribbit would arrive back at the boat with the hook still pinned under the plastic. Once after one waked up behind the bait, I waited almost 30 seconds before the fish took the bait and then it was only by the leg. It was infuriating. To make matters worse, I got hardheaded and stayed two more hours. The fish would bite but not get hooked that whole two hours. After catching only 4 bass I left.