My grandson came fishing with me this morning and it started off just about as perfect as perfect can be. My first cast put this dandy +13" crappie in the pail.
For the next hour and 20 minutes it was pretty much cast and haul in a fish. Nice, nice fish too.... just about everything riding on a foot or slightly better. Same backwater location, same color [junebug/chartreuse tail], same narrow window. Straight up 8 o'clock and the fun was over. We caught and released a mess of nice fish and only three that needed some growing yet.
We kept 15 for him to have a good fry, but I slid 6 fillets off the pile for a dinner tomorrow evening. I don't get to fish with him as much as I'd like to but for a birthday morning I couldn't have asked for anything better than this time with him on a super good bite. He commented that he had never seen fish so consistently nice and I could tell the kid was just beaming inside. What a morning.