Back out yesterday evening to see what I could find along the creek. There may be something in my tackle I didn't throw but I am not sure what it was. Nothing seemed interested and other than a couple light hits on a drop shot I had nothing but quality water time away from the world madness. Tried the bridge pilings on the way in and managed to lose a jig to the trash down there. Got home and pulled some corned beef off my smoker and made momma and I some smoked Reuben sandwiches. Aside from catching something it doesn't get much better than this. Keep your lines tight and have a blessed day.