After making two moves, Evers pulled up on a bank and boated a 4-pounder. That's going to bump him up about two pounds. He landed a 3-zoo under as I was writing that last sentence, so that could bolster his total by another pound. Are we witnessing some fourth-quarter heroics?
DeFoe runs farther out into the middle of the main lake and fishes a ridge. It's been a long dry spell, but within five minutes he catches a bass that weighs more than 7 pounds. He sets the hook and the bass leaps out of the water. We all gasp at the size of the fish. DeFoe does the kabuki dance while fighting the bass from one side of the boat around his outboard motor to the other side before he gets a grip on it. DeFoe is pumped. He holds the bass high for the fans.
Evers just landed another one and promptly tossed it over the other side of the boat. Seconds later, he moved to a spot behind the Goose Creek Marina. Perhaps it's the time of day, warming water temperature, or the chop the wind has put on the water. Whatever the case, the pace of fish catches is picking up for Evers.
There's nothing like a couple of good fish to lift an angler's spirit. Shortly after Evers put his two best fish of the day in his boat, I reported it on the War Room. As I discussed the reversal of fortunes with Tommy Sanders, I mentioned that the dwindling number of spectator boats can affect an angler's mental state. I went on to say that there's nothing like a few good fish to "get the spiders out of a guy's head."
It's been a long dry spell for a DeFoe. He's fishing steadily and slowly. He doesn't look flustered, but he knows he needs a couple of good fish if he's going to have a shot at winning the Classic. He moved from his last spot where he caught some good fish. But so far nothing here. He is still fishing on the main lake. He's rotating between a swimbait, a jerkbait, a shallow cranker, and a lipless crankbait.
Dr. Thomas Wells speaking to BASS Nation Conservation Directors about loss of backwaters for fishing.
Maybe Tharp made the right move. After probing this area without a bite and trying multiple lures, he indicated to his cameraman that they'd leave soon. Then his rod bent under the weight of a solid fish. He played it expertly to the boat and lipped one that appeared to be over 3 pounds. Maybe he'll stay longer than expected before making the long haul back down the lake.
Things are looking up for Edwin Evers. He just ripped into a fish that allowed him to cull one of the little fish in his box. Let's call it a 3.5-pounder. On his very next cast, he hooked into another one, but it went straight back into the water. Maybe the wind is helping. There's another one, and it's going to help too. It's in that same 3.5-pound range. It looks like Evers is on to something here. All three of these fish came from an area the size of his boat.
Jordan Lee just culled again, replacing a 3 for another 5 pounder! Still fishing shallow and the bites keep getting bigger.
About the time the lull in the action hit an all-time low, a boat comes tearing out of Roseberry Creek. It’s Randall Tharp. He makes a big, long loop following the channels that have been cut, but part of his crowd loses him and scatters. They criss-cross back and forth until they’re all headed in a southerly direction and find him. The result was Mueller’s spot being churned up in a big way. Shortly after the ruckus, he picks up the trolling motor and we motor south as well.