Throughout the bulk of late summer and into early September the crappies and bluegills were aggregated in their usual haunts. Edges between dense aquatic vegetation and deepwater drops are the normal places where they lurk. They bite differently on differing flies and jigs and at different times, but they are together. With the first cooling influence of fall turnover these fish segregated; the crappies heading out for deeper water. The guts of two of those fish revealed the targeting of young bluegills, perhaps an inch and a half in length.
So, I twisted up a particularly ugly impression of a YOY sunfish.