Gerry (CincyGhosthunter) and I gave the muskies the week off... not that it mattered, cause I haven't seen one since early October. We decided to start our day bass fishing (which I haven't done in a few years).. got nothing, decided to head to the GMR to look for White Bass and Sauger... got nothing. Then we decided to fish for Pike. I tied on a bucktail and started working the weedbeds.... about a half hour in and I saw flash and felt the line tighten... thought I had my first Pike... no such luck, a LMB... where were you 2 hours ago? A few hours roll by and I tie on the Gizz4, I feel a slam on my lure, jerk back and start fighting... this time I KNOW I got my first Pike... no such luck, a hefty White Bass... where were you an hour ago? A few casts later I caught his little brother about 3 feet from... well... my feet. Pretty cool, I saw him slam the Gizz, startled me a bit because I was just getting ready to lift the lure out. Here are the pics... I could give a rip less about the spot, but I blacked out the background any way because it's probably someone out there's favorite spot. Enjoy.