A bowl of homemade chili and a fat hamburger smothered in onions gave me the strength to fight the crappies that afternoon. We motored to a small bay spiked with logs and deadheads and began casting crappie jigs under a small bobber. This time we tipped the jigs with tiny crappie minnows. There was just the right amount of wind coming into the bay to give the jigs the correct action under the bobber. We caught a bunch of crappies here, sorting out anything under three-quarters of a pound.
Crappies often take a jig by coming up under it, inhaling it and rising in the water.
Your bobber just lays over on its side when that happens and it is a sign to set the hook. As the day wore on clouds began moving in and small squalls of rain flitted around us. Eagles rode the wind currents and called their screaming cries from time to time. A few mallards dotted the lake now and then. Squall builds Finally a squall began building and spreading across the northern sky.