Maybe it was the moon or pure river sympathy but found some little guys willing to eat in the ebb to dead low tide. The water still moves downstream even on the slack tides, so, to me, its all fishy. Started with a white Hollow Fleye as the light let and then went to a black and purple fly. What I have to do is, at least I'm thinking, is go to a larger dark fly at night to maybe get into a little bigger fish. The other day I caught a huge smallmouth bass which has been the best fight from the Big D yet.