Finally...the water is waaaaaay up! We headed straight for the back of Powell Slough, a little creek fed northern cove, where we searched for some spawners. We found them, but they they found us first. The water clarity made sight-fishing impossible and we literally ran over beds while trying to find them. So we backed out a few feet and used sunfish-pattern poppers and a chartreuse Speed Trap that I doctored with a sharpie to add a bluegill dot. We would simply wait and watch for the tail swirl of a bedding bass chasing bream and throw one of the two lures to the spot. Nearly every time, we got bit, but rarely by the fat femalesemoScratch. Around six or so the post-spawners were chasing shad at the cove mouths, so we switched over to traps and spinnerbaits and spent the remainder of the day chasing and catching better quality fish. Our best five LM weighed 15.2lbs and biggest fish was a monster gar whom I decided to donate my shaky-head worm to after getting a close-up of his chompers.