Gerald Swindle made a move after failing to get a bite on the Reas Bridge pilings. He took a short run back down the lake to the south end of Basin No. 5, where a cool, old concrete arch railroad bridge crosses Decatur Lake.
He's working a variety of baits along a riprap bank that's also got a lot of wood cover in the form of logs and various laydowns that have washed on shore.
It's a fishy-looking spot, but he's still waiting for his first strike of the day.
The only excitement came when a railroad engine crossing the bridge tooted its horn; Swindle about jumped off the front deck of his boat.