I went up to Scioto Park yesterday afternoon, and ended up wading across the river just to get away from the noisy picnickers. The water was just over waist-high, moving pretty good, and as muddy as I've ever seen it there. Got three smallies in a pool off the west bank, one on a white 3" tube, the other on smoke-colored rattle grub jigs. Not alot of action for me, though a trio of fisherman in a jonboat went by, moving very quickly, seemingly catching them at will. What surprised me is that they'd hit a hole and pull a bunch of fish out, but kept going. So, as the sun came down, I started to get cold and thought I should get out of the water. I made my way back to the very south edge of the park to dry off, and decided to take a few casts. I hit a few more dink smallies, and after about 20 minutes, the water was crazy with fish eating mosquitos. I've never had an experience fishing like this, but it got to a point where every cast was getting hit. Now, I wasn't able to pull them all in, and they weren't all monsters, but I stopped counting at 12. If that park didn't close at dusk, I might still be there Highlights included a 10" largemouth, a nice plump green sunfish (I guess I don't see those guys very often, so it's fun), and a whopper smallie. The fish all looked really nice and healthy.