Having missed out on one connection for the weekend, I decided to call JC and see if he was interested in some fishing. He had spent Sat. cleaning yard, almost as good as my replacing a VCR lost to lightning and getting a new mattress. JC arrived at 9 and we headed out. I dropped him off at the new bridge construction and I drove up to the spring and parked. Since JC was coming up, I only walked down to the first crossing above the barn. It is hopper time and I saw no other activity, so that is what I used. First two holes yielded nothing. The next hole, which had produced nothing but misses Thursday, provided a nice fat 10" brown which I let off with a SDR. My nemesis stretch was just that. No activity and no responses. When I got to my favorite corner pool I was a bit depressed. I managed to catch a limb twice in a row, but a leaf that I knocked off got a nice rise. Three more casts and I got the same response. A good tussle and a plump 15" brown was at hand. I worked on up until I felt the timing right to go back and meet JC for lunch. I switched to a Bi-bugger on the way back. I got nothing but a nice multiple swirl from a fish that looked bigger than the 15 incher. JC had not done better. In fact he had one fish, a minnow. He started out with a hopper and switched to a bead head. Lunch at the spring renewed us and we went down the road to the C&R section. This was a mistake, we should have gone to one of the pasture sections. Not only was the fishing action nil, but the weed interference heavy. There are no cattle in this section and no mowing. I did manage a 10" brown, but quit when I started ripping out weeds by the roots and swearing at them. JC was more practical, he quit earlier and went up and lay in the shade.