On our way to the cabin Jeremiah called Suggs to see what he was up to. I didn't have anyone to fish with because Suggs was fishing with Frank Divis. I hadn't talked to Morehead yet, so I asked Jeremiah if I could practice with him. Luckily he was only a few miles from where we were staying, and he said it wasn't a problem for him to pick me up each morning. At the very least I would have someone to practice with. I still didn't know if my rods had arrived yet and was hoping that they would be there all in one piece. As luck would have it, my rod tube was waiting for me when I walked in the door of the cabin. Suggs and I unpacked the Suburban and claimed our rooms and spots on the couch. Dan was fishing the Stren on Kentucky Lake and would not be getting in until sometime Saturday. I unpacked my things and started the process that comes with traveling by plane. I had to put my reels back on, redo some line, and unpack and organize the tackle I figured I would need. I shipped my rods, had one carryon with my reels, one checked bag with my tackle, toiletries bag and life jacket, and one checked bag with my clothes. If it sounds like a pain in the butt, that's because it is. I definitely prefer to drive. I walked down to the lake to see what it looked like. Arkansas had gotten record amounts of rain over the past few weeks and the lake had risen over 8 feet in a week and a half. Unlike last year however, the water was still pretty clear. We were staying half way down the lake and I could see down at least 4 feet. Last year we were lucky to see down 4 inches in the same place. I packed my tackle bag accordingly. The water wasn't as dirty, but it was still up in the willows and buck brush so I brought flipping baits (chigger craws and beavers). I decided to change up for the clearer water and went with green pumpkins, and blues instead of last year’s neon black and dark reds and browns. I've also been doing really well with the 4" hollow belly swimbaits and packed a couple of them. I very rarely go fishing without them anymore. I packed my shaky worms of course, some square bill crankbaits, flukes, a Sammy, and some 3" split tail hollowbellys for a dropshot in case I happened to see any on a bed. I travel light when I fish as a Co-angler. I spend less time tying on other baits, and more time fishing with what I have confidence in. My bag was packed and my rods were somewhat ready to go. I had the line tied to the handles, but only 2 rods rigged. I would just do the rest once we got out on the lake. I was tired and it was getting late. I got into bed about 11, and was asleep almost instantaneously. I awoke to Ozzy's "all aboard" alarm ringtone on my phone at 5am. It'll scare the hell out of you when you're awake, let alone when you're in a deep sleep. The weather was supposed to be beautiful for a change and I was happy to be there. Jeremiah picked me up around 6 and we were off. We hit some areas where he caught fish the year before, but they didn't seem to be there. He decided to check up shallow and see if we could find some on beds. The first area we looked in we found 5 or 10. I was casting my worm around while we were looking and caught somewhere between 8 and 10lbs fairly easy. That's a top 10 weight for a Co on Beaver and I was getting excited. When there's fish on beds and the water is up into the bushes like it is, there's lots of ways you can catch fish behind the Pro.