Finding the right clump of lily pads for a quick evening punch bite.

Its Florida, its summertime, and with a storm bearing down on me I only had a little bit of time to poke around a local lake I hadn't visited in awhile. This lake is not the spot to catch any giants, but with all the lily pads that surround the perimeter, I was hopeful to catch a few punching a craw. I paddled over to an isolated clump and found a wad of dinks hanging tight.