I found the road less travelled and waded through waist high prickly foliage to a promising looking inlet, where I landed a healthy largemouth after half a dozen casts. I found this encouraging, but spent the next two hours exploring the shoreline in search of another fish.
I would have no such luck, however. It's only May, I told myself as I packed up my gear before heading home, bass season doesn't even start until mid June. I'll be back to this great big "little" lake, perhaps with the advantage of a rented boat (boat rentals become available after Memorial Day). Stay tuned.