After physical therapy this morning I came home and loaded up to go fishing with intentions to go to what used to be called the Firetower. I’ve also heard it called the Belzoni cutoff and seen it on the map as Hardcash Lake. Whatever you want to call it, it is long, crooked and narrow and just what the doctor ordered on a day when the wind was hawking at about 20. At a place like that you can always find a relatively calm place to fish. At 1:00 the water temp was 58 at the landing but was 64 in the end that the wind was blowing to. The water was high and turbid, almost muddy so I put on a 1/4 ounce Booyah spinnerbait with Colorado blades. In the past high and muddy equaled the fish being right on the bank but that was not it today. The first one, a 3 pounder , came from a bunch of fine vines that was a good bit off of thee bank. It was a long time before another bit, this time a 3 1/2 off of another log that had a fuzzy tip. So Fuzzy it was but not every fuzzy had a fish. I went a long time without a bite but then had two in close succession, both fuzzy, but they were not hungry enough to get the point of the hook. I quit a little early because it was not happening for me. The best thing that happened today was when I loaded the boat. Since the last trip I put a walkboard on the tongue of the trailer and another one on the side. They worked perfectly and made getting out of the boat and in the truck a breeze.