I spent all night out on the river by Muscatine, working on a couple of promising-looking flathead holes. (I see very little on here about flatheads down my way 
) One was a thirty-foot break in a wing dam with a 20′ deep scour hole behind it–I never fished that at night before, but have taken channel cat and walleye from it during the day, and it should be a good mudcat spot. Long story short, I sat there from sundown to midnight without so much as a twitch on my lines.
I moved up to a deep rocky pool with a decent amount of current flowing through it. I marked this hole as a promising flathead spot last fall, and spent one night on it a month ago–nothing. This morning was a slight improvement on that, as I did get one gar strike in the four hours I sat there. 
On the bright side, the sheepshead did show up once it started to get light out and I switched to leeches and crawlers to see if any walleye were around. 
So, for skipping a night’s sleep, putting up with mosquitoes and a modest hatch of some sort of fishfly/ Mayfly thing, and making an eighty-mile round trip, I got several sheepshead to show for it–ain’t fishing great? 
