FPH was glass, and I had met a fellow reader of the TFF at the boat ramp that asked if he could follow me. I told him I would go out and slay them. There were just a few ski boats and me. Before I got out on the lake, I was asked for an autograph by a father and son who follow my comic strip. LOL
I decided to put up my front hammock and umbrella since it was so calm and I might catch a nap. I checked all my best spots and they showed no fish and my tag along got bored and left with no action. I cut the motor and climbed into my hammock, rocking with the slight waves from distant ski boats. With 80's rock booming from my system, I heard a flip, flip, flip. Then I listened to a tremendous splash. The water exploded around my boat. Shad and fish slapping everywhere. I scrambled out of the hammock and started to cast. No hits but lots of fish. I then could see what all the noise was. Large gar had begun a feeding frenzy around my boat. The feeding frenzy lasted about 5 min, and later the lake calmed.
Sometimes it's what you see on the trip, not the fish you catch.