Put in at 3:45 or so and there was awful boat traffic. Fished one of my more likeable spots with only one smallie then decided to quite fighting the ski boats and moved up towards aunts. On my way, I saw a chunk rock bank that I had never fished and decided to give it a try because there was scattered shade on it and the wind was blocked enough to keep my line from bowing 4 feet. First shady spot I threw into I pulled a pound and a half spot out. Unhooked him, trolled back and made the same cast. Bam another one. Sat on the same spot and caught 7 more bass within a 30 yd section. Couldn't buy a bite anywhere else on the same bank. They slowed down so I decided to find another bank like it. Ran up to aunts and past hitting everything that looked similar with no love, so I went back and caught 6 more, still in that 30 yd section. Dont know what it was about it but it held fish. Biggest was a 2 and a half pound smallie and caught some of each breed.