Well we survived the weekend and I literally mean survived. We put the boat in at that state marina and the lady told me that just outside the cove was a good area to go tubing. Let me tell you it was scary. I have a 14 foot trihull with a 50hp Evinrude and the water was like being in a washing machine with atleast 4 to 6 waves and troughs from the big boats. It was my wife's first time in th boat and I think I will need some fiberglass repair from her claw marks in side of the boat. We tried going to the next cove over and it was occupied by couple having a private party and there was not enough room so I tried the next one and it was all no wake zone. I decided to head back and I was really worried about the boat getting swamped. Luckily we made it back into the marina cove safe and sound.
The night was not was total bust, I decided to just hang out in the cove and fish after we discovered there was good population of channels hanging around the marina store. My youngest son, 5, stayed in the boat with me, while mom, daughter and the oldest son stayed on the deck around the store. They sell little bags of fish food so the gills and cats are well feed. I went out in cove and found a nice big school of shad and probably got 30 in the first throw. I saw a dad and his two sons fishing and offered them the shad figuring I could get another batch just as easy. He accepted them and I spent the next hour throwing the net at shadows and having the wife bait the bluegills at the store. I ended up with a mixed bag of about 4 shad and 5 gills. My daughter was joking that the cats and gills had a truce at the store. I proved that wrong by catching a 5lb channel on a 2 inch gill and I got a couple real good hit and runs on cut shad on the bottom in the middle of the cove but they did not get the hook. I had put another gill on a bobber about 15 feet deep hoping for something large and after 3 hours that was bust. My son appears to have the patience required of a catfisherman. He never complained, he just keep watching his bobber. He was so cute sitting there with his head resting on his arm on the side of the boat. My little fisherman flat passed out in the boat. The funny part is when the gill would get excited and start moving the bobber around he would stir in his sleep. It was like he had a supernatural link to the bobber. http://nafc.com/social-profile/asui...rams=12043