Friday morning I awakened at the right time to get to Lake Whittington for the early morning topwater bite. I punted although there were only a few jobs I had to do that day for the daughter’s upcoming nuptials. With things overhanging, you just can’t enjoy yourself as much as if there is nothing to do. Gayden Bishop had opined as to how she wanted to have some fish to eat and I had said I would furnish them. Not to be. Saturday I was going to Jackson to get son Harley from the plane and as I crossed Lake Atchafalaya, I thought about Mickey who loves that lake and I decided to call him to see what he caught that morning in Lake Ferguson. He and a friend had caught 43 by 9:30, mostly on a Crazy Shad. He had filleted 8 and was taking Gayden Bishop the fillets when I called. They had run into one another later Friday and Gayden told him about wanting some fish but that I had “wussed out” on the fishing trip. How about that for a true friend ? He caught the fish on a Crazy Shad that Hal had sent him. The bait was old and scratched up. Mickey put on a new paint job and new hooks and when finished the bait looked great.  A bunch of those fish today thought so. Here is before and after.

         

The fish in all the river lakes are on fire. I’m not going to be able to go for at least another week+. I’m delighted my daughter is getting married but I wish the fish weren’t biting so well.  I’ll just have to take my whipping like a man.