We have arrived at Jeff Cloud's spot. No fish yet, but the duck hunters around him are going at it with success.
The rain has moved out, leaving overcast skies and a calm wind.
We're watching him cast a lipless crankbait across a weedy flat. He tells us the fish are "slapping at it." He didn't catch his first keeper yesterday until 11 a.m.
I'm chuckling at Overstreet. He's wanting to be in the duck blind with the guys near us. Call it the Arkansas duck itch, I guess.