"It's like watching paint dry, isn't it?" Greg Hackney asked the gallery of seven boats around him. "It's that way on both sides, not just over there." He pointed to himself, lightheartedly acknowledging that he'd like to see the pace of bites increase. Hackney had just snagged a back cast on a tree, which caused him to untangle treble hooks from a tree limb and then re-tie, the second time he'd had to re-tie in as many casts.