We got there kind of late and a group of youths were being problematic trying to harm small creatures and such. So once the distractions were cleared up it was nearly dark but I noticed some sort of activity near the waters surface. My lure of choice who’s origins date back to the 1920’s was the Heddon Torpedo. t was the right lure. The bass were exploding to chomp on this little guy. All in all a good ending to a bad start.