My buddy James called me at 6:30 asking if I was on my way to Moses Lake. He said the wind was blowing and it may make fishing tough on the lake. I told him I was almost to Quincy, so he said to come on ahead and we would see what happens. What happened was about an hour of really good perch fishing—in spite of the wind that was blowing twelve to fifteen miles per hour. Along with our other fishing buddy Tyler, we tried fishing above the I-90 Bridge, but the anchor wouldn’t hold. The same thing happened when we spotted a good school of fish a ways below the bridge, where it wasn’t quite as windy. We finally found a bunch of fish right below bridge, so we tied up to one of the pilings. We got off to a slow start but stuck with it and at about ten o’clock we got into a great bite. Every perch we got was a keeper and we got one that was 13 inches and another that was even bigger. I want to get back down there when the wind isn’t howling and get more of these jumbos!