Well I was a little disappointed after this weekends fishing outing. I got to the campground and checked out the river. There is alot of shoreline that you can work however 95% of it is about a foot deep with not rocks, logs, branches, fallen trees or anything else for cover. The water was clear enough that you could look into these areas and see it was void of fish. I concentrated on the deeper pools however in the stretch of river available to me there was really only one pool that looked to likely hold fish (rocks, weed edge, and fall trees along the shore) I fished this area pretty extensivly with every lure in the tackle box but to no avail.
I did see a father and son unloading their canoe at the landing and they had a stringer or really nice smallies. i would say the biggest was pushing 20". Not sure if they realized how big that was becuase all they talked about was eating it for dinner.
It sounds like they were using live bait and bobbers further upriver from where I was, I tired to get up as far as possible to get away from crowds buts the shoreline got to be unwalkable and I was blocked from walking in the water by the one deep pool I was fishing.
The river was really low but still moving pretty good. Any deeper then knee deep and you had trouble keeping your balance.
I plan on getting back up here again soon with a canoe now that I know more of a strategy to use.
We did rent a canoe and spend a few hours paddling down river, it was real real shallow most of the way. Shallow enough that you couldn't paddle, you had to just push off the bottom. It was still a great weekend to be out with the wifey.
People who fish for food, and sport be damned, are called pot-fishermen. The more expert ones are called crack pot-fishermen. All other fishermen are called crackpot fishermen. This is confusing. ~ Ed Zern, 1947