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Blastin' out early Saturday Morning, we greeted the Sun as we hit the split. 'bout 6 hours later we arrived at the low key lodge for the week. Greeted by a blast from the past, as I zoomed in and read the screen, I laughed my you know what off - your call is important to us.... having said our hello's we headed to our shack for the next 7 days initial views are thumbs up! If you look closely, you can see the rocks are laid our in U shapes with the open end facing down river. Turns out this used to be a hatchery for walleye for 30 years. The temps had shot up from relatively mild, to mildly stoopid, We hit the water in search of some fins and grins, but the heat and high sun lead to a slow day and quick dehydration. We headed back to the swamp for a few bevvies and a meal After supper we headed down to the river to see if we could entice some swimmers before the mossies turned us into a blood buffet. We were greeted with moderate success and yes,, they are open all year where we were...... as the sun went down and darkness settled over the land i managed to tag a nice dark eye too Next morning while the coffee was brewin' headed down for a quick few casts and was greeted by a nice fatty sitting the fast water The next day dawned stinking hot and humid again. After a slow fish we headed back to the cabin during the "dead-zone" hours, and refreshed our tired aching limbs and passed the time reading articles on the target species, chilling our feet and enjoying a bevvy of choice These critters had just come off their nests and were lurking and hungry alll except for this poor girl. she stayed there the whole week, unless someone got too close, picking caterpillars off the shores and fanning a bed with nothing in it. Not sure what happened to her's but she was an empty nester and just didn't know it that night all hell (and our dock) broke loose as a micro burst blew through, blowing down trees and putting out power. It stayed out for the next 18 hours.. Fortunately I had brought a shore lunch kit and between it and flashlights we managed to make our meals and morning coffee. Next day greeted us sunny but cool first thing. Having got some hints from the regulars we headed to the ultra skinny water and put on a show of finesse fishing with (be sure to say in a midwest US drawl) "crawlers.... with weight or without" had a blast and put about 40 of these in the boat over the next few hours managed to find supper, too Next day started off with a bang - three nice eyes in 30 minutes, and then lock jaw set in. For the rest of the week we had to work pretty hard to put them in the boat - although the bass were always there for relief, even if not in the same numbers. First time we have come away with less than our limit of eyes from a trip - but we were close. We don't count, or measure, other than those that were suspected PB's. Kev got a PB at 18.75, and I got his twin brother - but was short of my PB. They were however a complete riot - jumping, tail dancing, walking on water diving under the boat We did go through 20 dozen worms, 6 dozen minnows, 1 dozen leeches and donated a few crank baits to the rocks. Almost all of those produced for us. We were disappointed in pike - both quantity and quality, ah welll. there's always next year. Time to go back to the big water....