Man was it slow. After four hours of fishing I finally hooked a dink. One bite, one fish. I worked the shore line, the discharge, the intake, the rip rap, the timber and the baffle dike. I beat the shore line to death, nothing. Went to a boat slip and tied up to make some changes on all my rods and went back out. Finally I found a good bite. The fish were real deep. I ended up with twelve fish in all, two fours, two threes, two dinks and the rest were like two to two and half pounds. By this time my shoulders were killing me so I packed it up and went home. The bite started somewhere around 3pm. I was off the water around 5pm.