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.