Todd Faircloth decided to make his last stand elsewhere. We are up the lake about 2 miles on the grassbed where he caught his biggest fish today.
As we got ready to leave, Zaldain had hooked into another fish, losing it at the side of the boat. I don't know if it was a bass or one of the toothy critters in this pond. And I don't know if Faircloth saw the caught or lost fish before he decided to leave.
Less than hour left. I'm sure the pressure is mounting.
This last spot is paying off for Faircloth with bites.
In the last few minutes he's caught two, but none big enough to help.
Getting bites, though, is a good thing