Then I reasoned that maybe a floating swimming plug retrieved slowly to make a nice V-wake for attraction purposes in this shallow water may work. After 5 hitless, but followed casts with the popper, I tossed out a jointed Redfin, confident of an immediate, jarring strike. Guess what? NOT EVEN A FRIGGIN FOLLOW!! Tried a half a dozen casts and gave up with the Redfin, back to the Striper Strike to let the fish have their way with me.
I finally got a few hits by combing Top Gun F-14 afterburners and Joe Cocker spastic convulsions when I had followers. Damn, it was like high-impact aerobics out there, but stripeah fishing with me is always a contact sport. Ended the Friday - Monday run with 18 fish, only 1 under 20", and 6 of them 28 - 31". I kept only one to freeze for guests coming out next week.
A fitting coda to a great weekend of fishing came Monday evening with this season's best 31", broad-shouldered fish. She was built like the old testosterone-laden East German Shot Put Ladies, "strong like bull"!! I gently released her, hoping she would have many babies just like her...