With lake levels higher than normal, there were lots of targets on the submerged banks to choose from as we picked our way along a feeder creek channel.
Amid the tangle of briers and willow brush, I was tickled simply to deposit a jig successfully beside a stump or bush on about every third attempt. In the meantime, my partner was slinging flawless pitches, skips and flips not only to the sides and front of abundant cover, but he controlled his presentation so well that he also was covering the backside of objects. No wonder he caught four times more bass than me.