I called my cousin who lives in Birmingham on my way down to see if he wanted to come up and practice with me as few days. I told him I was camping in my truck and that he would have to bring a tent. He was good with that and said he'd come up sometime Sunday afternoon. I got out early Sunday morning and ran to the farthest part of Pickwick that we could fish. The creek had lots of arms and points. I looked around for schooling fish with no luck. I fished the points and back into the very backs of the creek arms. I caught one good one in the middle of one on a Carolina rig, but had no luck otherwise. I decided to run out onto the main lake and fish some of the drops and humps out off shore. My Humminbird side imaging unit is unbelievable when it comes to looking for spots on spots. I found a small rock pile on the end of a long point. I marked it on the gps and got right over it with the boat; it was in 22 feet of water. As soon as I got over it I saw and arch, I dropped my drop shot down and the fish immediately swam over and ate it. The largemouth weighed about 3.5lbs. I ran around trying to find similar offshore structure. I found other spots like it, but couldn’t get any other fish to bite. I got a text from my cousin that he was about 30 minutes away, so I ran back to the camp ground and picked him up from the dock.

We ran across the lake to some of the creek arms that I had found schooling fish on the first day just so he could get out and have some fun. Unfortunately every creek we went into locals were already on them. We ran back across the lake into the creek that the campground was on and absolutely crushed them. It was insane fishing. I think I caught 14 over 2lbs and my cousin who only fishes every few years caught 7. When he said he wanted to come practice with me I was concerned he might not even catch a fish. It was awesome! We fished until dark, went back to the camp ground, ate some fried chicken, drank some beer and watched Talladega Nights. It doesn’t get much better than that!