Got off to a late start Tuesday morning thanks to a case of cranial-rectal insertion --- i.e., I discovered 20 miles from the house that I'd left my wallet at home. Lost well more than an hour fighting morning rush traffic to go home and retrieve my wallet. Finally arrived at Big M around 8:30. Checked out several hunches over the next 6.5 hours and all produced a few fish, just not any good ones.
End result was I caught a dozen fish on drop shot, shaky head, spoon, squarebill and spinnerbait. Had one for-sure keeper, lost a pretty good fish in a dock slip and had one other maybe-keeper. Depth range was 1-40 feet. Typical late-summer fishing ... summer here and summer there. Gotta work for 'em unless you're one of the few who go right to 'em and start pounding 'em every trip. That ain't me. I'm a grinder.