It was cloudy, windy, and raining outside.  Time to go fishing. Stopped by lancaster park with my youngest son for a few hours.  I took my fly rod, hoping to see the bluegills in the shallows.  My son took his spinning rod with some jigs and plastic worms.

Nothing would hit my poppers, so I threw on a chartruese/white clouser pattern and caught two small bass.  One was caught about ten feet from the shore, and the other was caught with a blind cast.  My son caught three bass using a worm rigged texas style.  I did not see any bluegills near the bridge, and there is grass everywhere.

We both got soaked, but we had a good time.