I have been noticing our dog the last week. In the morning she is curled up sleeping and is lethargic but in the beginning of the afternoon she comes to life and starts bouncing off of the walls. I thought the fish might be on the same schedule so I went to Lake Chicot after lunch today. At the ramp the North wind was blowing waves against the rocks and small bass could be seen chasing shad. Fishing started about 2:45. With a 1/4 ounce Red Eye Shad I caught 12 before I started the motor and could have probably caught 100. The fish were small but I kept on throwing hoping there would be some larger ones in the crowd. After a dozen and no big ones, I cranked up in search of some larger fish.  The bicycle dock was the first stop. In the past the fish have been schooled up there along a 300 yard stretch of bank. I caught one by a brushpile that was bulldozed up during the drawdown last summer. A dock that usually has fish around it was next but it is the one where the man saw me catch one as he drove by a few months ago and stopped. I left it then and came back to find him on the spot. I uncharacteristically gave him a small piece of my mind. I’m sure that didn’t deter him from fishing the spot again and again. That place was empty too. Sometimes the wind blown banks concentrate the fish so I headed for the one close to the welcome center. Nothing doing there either. I headed back to the bulldozer piles and dropped a worm in and around them. A few fish bit and were caught but with the wind blowing it was difficult fishing. After all the piles were fished I headed to the squirrel log and fished it with the swim jig used at Beaverdam with Richard. One cooperated. There was plenty of light but I called home and reserved a seat at the dinner table. Back at the landing the small bass were still wearing out the shad. I couldn’t resist catching a few more. The ending tally was 33 bass.