Pace just caught a fish but it didn't even merit a quick measuring. Back in the lake. Stuck on the same weight. Tough to get a read on what's going through his head.
Pace temporarily gave us the slip, largely because we got mixed up in the whirlpool of Ike and Christie's overlapping spectator hordes. By the time we caught up with him he was on the move again, down and across the lake. He's definitely burning more gas than anyone else we've watched all week.
Jason Christie was hoping for strong winds today - the stronger, the better. "Some of the best days I've ever had out here jerk-bait fishing where when you had to wear rubber boots because the waves were breaking over the boat," said Christie, 39, but the Grand Lake veteran of this Classic field. "It could blow 40 (mph) and it wouldn't bother me a bit."
Palaniuk moved to his second area, another shallow flat near the mouth of Carey Bay, and promptly put his fifth fish in the boat. It's a 3-pounder, which makes a roughly 14-pound limit at 9:15 a.m.
If gas prices spike in the Tulsa area, blame the Bassmaster Classic. We're in Horse Creek, which is pretty small, but somehow we've managd to cram 50 boats in here, including a police bay boat and a 40-foot cabin cruiser which was blaring '90s rap tunes not too long ago. There's been a nonstop line of boats running full tilt south from us, and we can't see the end of the line. There are some fossil fuels being burnt this weekend. The boat traffic problem is one that compounds itself. If there's a giant cluster of boats, it attracts more boats.
Brandon Palaniuk abruptly turned around his boat a few seconds ago when he saw a flock of gulls swarming the water at one end of the stretch he's fishing.
We got sidetracked for a moment, but eventually relocated Pace.