Evers just sacked a 2, maybe 2 1/4-pounder in dramatic fashion. He set the hook, muttered something about it being a good fish, then it led him clear around the boat, as spectators shouted encouragement. After circling the boat and dodging the two cameramen in his Nitro, Evers’ fish dove into a brushpile, surfaced, then began thrashing around violently. He grabbed the line and inched the boat closer as the fish fought for its freedom, but Evers managed to get a thumb in its mouth, which elicited whoops and hollers from everyone.
It was quite a scene!
Aaron Martens is fishing right near the area where he took off this morning.
We just got wind of some very interesting news. Evers just told his cameraman a story about his fuel situation, who related it to us. Yesterday, when Evers put his boat on the trailer, his fuel gauge read 33 percent. When he put in this morning, the level read 10 percent. We don’t know how. After he made his run up here, it read zero. Yikes. We hope it’s just a malfunction with the sensor. Anyhow, Evers is still catching short fish maybe three in the last half hour or so.
Another interesting thing is all the dead deer littering the bank, thanks to the blue tongue disease. It sure smells something awful, and Edwin got a face full of dead deer stink when he snagged his jig perhaps a foot from a ripe, fat doe.
As you can see from this photo, Aaron Martens' fishing philosophy today seems to be "the more people watching, the merrier."
Martens might be feeling some pressure now, knowing that Edwin Evers is hanging right with him, but he obviously doesn't mind fishing in front of an audience.
Aaron Martens has moved back to the west side of Lake Decatur, near today's take-off site.
We've got some musical background now to our "Martens Watch." The Rolling Stones' "Honky Tonk Women" greeted us upon arrival, and now we're bouncing along to "We Are Family" by Sister Sledge.
And in this boat, there's no evidence that white men can dance.
This photo shows how Aaron Martens has spent most of his day - bass fishing in the midst of civilization. At every place he's stopped today, he's had observers on the banks of Lake Decatur as well as observers on the water.
It gives you an idea of the concentration required to fish at this level, with lots of eyes watching your every move.
Evers just caught his sixth fish, and it would have kept, but it wouldn’t have helped, so back it went. We’re still working our way upriver, Evers methodically picking apart every stick, log, branch, stump and even tire in the water. Whatever presents itself, basically. There are just a few clouds in the sky, so there’s plenty on sunlight which appears to be pulling these fish in tight to the cover.
Aaron Martens has moved to the north side of the east bank of Lost Bridge, and he's added his fourth keeper. It appeared to be about a 1 1/2-pounder. That gives him four in the livewell and "The Natural" is clearly keyed-up.
He knows he needs to move on from that mishap a few minutes ago, and he's frothing the water with a crankbait along this riprap bank.
Yesterday, Edwin Evers told me he wasn’t going back to the upper end of Lake Decatur today because he didn’t think he could get in there and back with falling water levels. Well, he obviously changed his mind because he went straight there today. I think it was obviously a good decision since he now has a limit and may not have had a solid Plan B. And how can you leave one of the most productive areas in the whole fishery just because the going’s a little tough. In the end, I guess Evers figured it was better to roll the dice and take a big chance because it gives him the best opportunity to win.
Evers just caught his biggest fish yet, a 2 ½ pounder. We guess he’s hovering around 8 pounds or so, given this last fish. Our photographer, Seigo Saito, climbed aboard Evers’ boat and is getting loads of great stuff, be sure to check out his photo gallery later today. The wind has picked up slightly, and the water is getting clearer and clearer.