The slough has been pounded so much there's not much happening there, but its beautiful to fish anyway. LK had the day with a 4 fish total, you can guess the weight of his biggest.
LK yelled to stop the boat as we were cruising by some branches in the water. He said, "Huge Fish." I stopped and he stared at it for a couple minutes. The fish had been caught, tangled in branches, then the fisherman broke off. The fish was still tied to the branch. LK netted it and then had to cut the line before bring it aboard. The hook was deeply embedded and required delicate surgery. We estimated it to be tween 5-6 pounds.

Within seconds of releasing it, LK hooked a nice fish. Within seconds of that, I hooked a nicer fish with my beaver - ahem. It felt big. It made a run and broke off. The fish was polite enough to do two "IN YOUR FACES" by jumping out of water after he broke off, showing us he was about 6 lbs.
Here's LK's fish. There's rumors there's bigger fish in the area but we have no proof.

I ended the day with a happy face and a good time with two great friends but fish count = zero.