Surprise, Surprise.  Two years ago on a Saturday it poured down rain all day for our Flint River Bass Club April tournament at Oconee the week before a Sportsman Club tournament on Oconee.  Four of us braved the cold wind and water falling from the sky to land 13 bass weighing about 21 pounds. There were two five bass limits and no one zeroed.  

My five weighing 8.45 pounds won and Brent Drake had five at 8.16 for second with a 2.24 pound bass for big fish.  Zane Fleck came in third with two at 2.75 and JR Proctor was fourth with one weighing 1.47 pounds. 

We took off in the rain and I managed to get to my favorite point but there was a boat fishing it. A Po Boys tournament took off at Long Shoals just before we did and an ABA took off from Sugar Creek a little before we did, so the lake was crowded. 

After about 30 minutes and two missed bites on my crankbait lightning started flashing and I got back in the same ditch I hid in two weeks ago. This was worse, with a flash, crack, boom with no time between them. Luckily it lasted only 20 minutes and was gone for the rest of the day, all I had to put up with was cold wind and rain. 

I didn’t get a bite until noon when I caught a bare keeper on a Carolina rig.  I was fishing back in a creek where I was protected from the wind somewhat. As I fished down one side I could not help but watch a guy fish down the other side. 

He was by himself and intense, leaning forward and concentrating hard on every cast.  He hit every post on the front of every dock down that side as I watched.  I did not see him catch a fish. 

When we got near the back he cranked up and left. I started to go somewhere else but I was mostly out of the wind and had a fish so I kept fishing the bank he had just fished.  

I went behind the docks and landed four keepers right against the seawalls on a whacky rigged Senko. I am glad the other guy concentrated on the outside posts!!