The plan for the day was to catch numerous huge eyes below Red Wing by pitching jigs into shallow water hot spots. Well Plan A failed miserably as we spent the whole morning without a single bite, not even a tiny fish. 
So we decided to go after a few eaters as most the day was already blown and went to the community areas upstream of Everts. Mitch had the hot stick for sure and was kicking my butt at a rate of at least three fish for every one I caught. He even caught and released a couple at 20” and one at 25”. This guy showed no mercy for his fishing partner. Although he did toss me one of his hot jigs toward the end of the day. We did end up with 11 eaters.
My poor excuse was that my right elbow was giving me trouble and I had a brace on it. I was the boater and had to run the electric tiller with my left hand to keep us on fish, held my rod with my left hand, and netted Mitch’s fish with my left hand. All the while he could use two rods and just sat back catching fish after fish – life just doesn’t get any better (for him). 
After these floods are over and my right arm heals, my plan is to return the favor and give Mitch a good butt kick’n. 
Although he does deserve a congratulation of being the hot stick for a day. 
See his happy face in the attached picture.
but I’m sure you will return the favor in the future.