Went out of Jamestown Friday and Saturday mornings and evenings. Jumps were up in the morning Thursday, but saw none Friday morning. Did see jumps Friday and Saturday evenings. Morning session 6 to 9 am, evening the same. Areas we saw fish surface feeding were directly out from Jamestown, to the far side of the lake, either right out in front of the cove on the far side, or down the clay banks along the area I call the Hog Pen, and Elvis Tree leading down toward Governor's Cove.

Lures that worked included chrome Zora Spook, Spro Jigs in white 2 ounce or 1 ounce with white grub curly tails, Striper Swiper poppoer plugs up to 4 inches long, and Hopkins spoons. Jumps were not massive but I'd say areas of about 100-200 foot going up. Seemed to stay up for about 3-5 minutes, and came back up about every 15 minutes or so.

Did throw flitters for awhile and got zilched on them. Spooks and Spro Jigs just worked best for me. Fish caught ran 18-24 inches. Not hogs, but still a lot of fun. We did catch and release on all and they all swam away and dove as soon as oriented and released. What temp ran from 69 to 71 degrees at surface.

Fog in Am both days made for spectacular scenery as the sun burnt it off and prolonged the surface action. Example, when the fog burned off at main lake, you could still run into them mouth of Wolfe, or Lilly as example, and have great low light conditions.

Saturday from Jamestown, it looked like some kind of toruney going out. Or maybe just a very large gudie gig. Anyway, not conflicts on the lake with other boats, and really a good trip.

Fun thing, Saturday, late afternoon 1/2 way up to Harmony Creek, one of those 50-60 foot Lake Cumberland "BATTLESHIP TYPE CRUISERS" came by. He was well into the motors and throwing a wake that I'd guess stood 4-5 foot tall. On the pontoon we used to run from that. In the Raider, I headed in, cut the trough the wrong way on purpose, stuffed the bow in the trough, blew a wall of white water well out over the roof, and sat inside dry to the bone. I love this thing. Dry seats in the morning, wipers to chase the fog off the windshield, small heater kkeeps tha cabin warm so that in 45-55 degree mornings, we ran around in short sleeves. I am now officially spoiled! And during a run well up in Otter Creek and going thru a small gap in an Island, discovered this thing can run without hitting the bottom in as little as 2.4 feet of water. (measured by a Hummingbird, results may vary)