As we thought he would, Edwin Evers picked up from his last spot and has moved three more times since my last blog. He's running about a quarter-mile each time, looking for pockets with current. He just had a big fish on, it appears, but lost it. He's still changing baits frequently -- spinnerbaits, crankbaits, even a jig at one point. No keepers yet, though.
Of course, as I type, he just lit into what appears to be a 4-pounder. He worked the fish around the back of the boat, and finally, reaching into the water, grabbed the toad.
"Gotcha!," Evers shouted.
That is the "biggin" he's been searching for and he has put himself right back into the thick of things in this tournament.