When i think of my most memorable "flurries" takes me back about 7 years ago. It was about 80 degrees out and the water felt perfect! My fishing partner and i were wading some new water of our favorite creek for smallmouth and came upon a long, wide pool, about waste deep that looked very promising as the wind was blowing just enough to create a light ripple on the water and the sun was dancing like diamonds on the surface. We both had our light spinning combos with 1/8 oz buzzbaits tied on. I don't remember how many smallies we caught or how long the bite was on, but i know we counted at least twenty over fifteen inches, and the biggest was close to twenty three inches in length. I also lost a smallmouth that i saw and believed was the biggest i had ever hooked. It sounds a little unbelievable and i still wonder if it was a dream sometimes, but my fishing partner that day must of had the same dream because everytime we see each other the first thing we alway say is " man, you remember that day?" i have gone back over the past few years and have never done well again in that spot. It was just one of those days i was blessed with and will always remember. There's just nothing to me like a smallie busting topwater!!!