Today was not shaping up well. Trailer lights did not work to start things off. Bending some contacts finally solved the problem once it was located. Then on Lake Ferguson one followed the swimbait  under the duckweed but would not hit once it once it hit the open water. The places I went needed the lake to fall a little more before they would be right for me. Here and there was a “I’m really not hungry but I’m going to bump it anyway” bite, none of which got stuck with a hook. A silver carp did get the hook, but thank goodness that one did come off after a short fight. I stopped at the last spot on my agenda and saw some surface activity.  A DT-6 quickly found out it was some stripes and they were not particularly rabid about eating.  Most that I caught followed the bait up and I could see them eat it in the clear water. After I had caught 3 or 4, a particularly large one scarfed it just as I was about to pull the bait out of the water. That’s always good for a little adrenaline. It put up a good fight and finally I got the plastic version of vice grips in its mouth so my fingers could dodge all the crankbait hooks. The hybrid striper weighed 6 1/4 pounds.

A few stripes later and a 5 1/4 bit and made it to the scales. The bite was on the downhill slide. They quit biting and I could see no more on the depthfinder so I quit. Thankful that the Hybrids had saved the day.