Yes, it is still wise to seek the shelter of a good air conditioner and a football game during the heat of the day, but at the beginning and end most thoughts turn to fast, grey wings crossing against the now beautiful (and not so seemingly hot) setting sun.

Boiling Point-Never too hot to fish

The moon tugged at the hairs on the back of my neck. The anglers air of anticipation was hanging like a cloud above the water. By the smell, I knew that the water was about to boil. Then, as if orchestrated by some benevolent conductor, the surface began to break. First one scared shad, then thousands began popcorning through the waves. We had arrived at one of my favorite places - the boiling point.
My topwater plug went as far as I could cast and landed among the many splashes. Before I could engage the reel and tighten the line, my bait disappeared with a violent thrash of white bubbles. "Fish on," I said to Ben Pinnell who threw his first sandbass of the day on the bottom of the boat and smiled as his lure sailed out again.