Fletcher made a quick move up the lake. By the time we had caught up with him, he had limited out.
Those five, though, weigh only about 17 or 18. He settled down near Ish Monroe, his roommate on the tour.
Ish quickly began coaching.
"Are you smiling?" He yelled.
"Yea, I'm smiling," Fletcher said. "I wasn't this morning, though" referring to a turf battle between Fletcher and Keith Combs.
"Don't worry about that," Ish yelled. "Just do your thing."
Fletcher gave the appropriate "I'm good" and dove back into the trees that had yielded his last two keepers.