Feider’s hunting for Mr. Bigs

“I have no idea what I’m doing,” yelled Seth Feider as he spun in circles, fan casting the area where he landed the tournament’s biggest bass yesterday. He’s already broken off two crankbaits on submerged wood that seems to feast on treble-hooked baits. Water birds are standing on a spit of land 100 yards to his west, so it seems he is sliding up and down a submerged point hoping to intercept one of Fork’s magnum largemouth, a repeat of his effort on the first day. Admittedly, he has no idea if there are any more fish in the area. 

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