are you referring to the lake monticello connected to Bob sandlin?

Or maybe Jerry Ash.

My uncle and I sunk our very first boat there... it was a 1973 Skeeter Baron (mind you this was 1986). We were behind the rail road bridge on the trolling motor and high centered a stump that went right thru the hull. A guide out there that past away many years ago (Gerald Roebuck) helped to pull us off that stump. Once we got unstuck, we got passed the rail road bridge, the front deck blew open and it was all I could do to get that thing to the first point on the left and there it sat. We drove to Pittsburgh and bought an 1983 kingfisher, not much better but it worked...

what am I missing? are they shutting the lake down? saying goodbye to an old friend.........

I was fishing a club tournament up there back in about 1982.
We were up in Smith working some shallow stumps.
All of a sudden, giant black and gray clouds blew in over the pines and the wind kicked up to about 25.

The wind and waves lodged us on a stump, dead center. Trolling motors back then were about 15 lbs. of thrust and the outboard wouldn't push us off of it either.

So I hopped off in the water. It was only about 4 ft. deep, and pushed the boat off the stump.
As I jumped up on the gunwales to get back in the boat, the wind swung us around and my right knee got slammed between the boat and another stump.

I would've swore I broke my knee but after hollering and rolling around in the bottom of the boat for ten minutes I realized I would live.

I'll never forget it.
The knee won't let me - it has developed arthritis in it over the years.

This is also the first lake where I found and caught deep fish off shore using a Lowrance flasher.

Thanks, Monti!

So many memories (but not as many as Ken A and zigzag) and a lot of people
already weighed in on my year-end post here -> http://texasfishingforum.com/forums/ubbt...lo#Post12556831

Here is another one, I was fishing with my friend the Big E in the mid-80's on a cold January day.
We're in his Skeeter Metro with Stick steering and 60HP Mariner. He is driving the boat so I turn around looking back in the swivel seat to get a little out the wind. Not paying much attention because he has been there before including at night. We had left the hot-water outlet and headed to the railroad bridge and after getting to the Point he doesn't turn right to go under the power lines and angled straight to bridge. Then BAM!, hits one the petrified stumps and blows the motor off the transom. It broke off clean at the mounting bracket and was flipping around in the water right behind me still running full throttle. Needless to say we took it easy the rest of the day and lucky for us my brother was in my boat on the lake that day to tow us in.
Over the years probably towed in 6-7 people myself.

On another trip Jerry Dean took us out to pick up our boat that floated off the bank by the ramp almost all the way to the plant. We had fallen asleep sitting in truck after fishing all night.
Lot's of memories, most of them good.

Shutting the Power plant down

So many stories from Monty. For those who remember Thomas, the gate man, he always wanted to bet us $5 if we could catch an over or not...every...single...time. He usually took my $5. My buddy and I were fishing one winter probably around 1990, and were on some good fish 3 - 5 pound fish off the tree line near the high line w of the rr bridge. Randy White (Manster/Dallas Cowboy great!!) had just come out from under the rr bridge and he his buddy were on the trolling motor headed up the that main point when my buddy hollers..."get the net". He is on a monster. Rod doubled over, hollering at the top of his lungs. "He's got me hung up...I can't get her to the boat". Finally after about three minutes of this...he reels in a limb about 3' long and 8" big around. Randy, his partner, and I were laughing our heads off for about 15 minutes. I gently remind him of this moment as often as possible!

It's already shut down

The power plant is shutting down Now that is a fact but are they going to stop fishing on the lake??? OR??

I fished up there so many nights, reaching back many years Dad and I never fished at night but we heard that's is when all them BIG fish were caught. We launched and headed to railroad track never got a bite. At Midnight we decided to head home to Coke. I was about to pull in to the ramp when I saw a grass point. I pulled the kingfisher into the area and for the next couple hours we knocked their lights out. Nothing big but our first night trip turned out to be great.

wild bill

Thomas was a great guy both he and his wife, always had a story...

Thomas said "you boys think y'all are good enough to catch an over?" "well boys one thing for sure is if you get in the middle of the lake and put your finger in it's going to get wet"

We still say that every time we go

Too many memories to list...Dad's ashes were spread on the lake when he passed in '03.

The one I remember him telling us a 100 times was �I can put my finger in the water and tell you if they are bitin��

looking forward to this spring and summer, oh, and all the you tubers.