Zaldain has been going through a familiar routine the last few hours. He’s still throwing his swimbait. Still hitting the same channel bends and about 20 minutes or so he will see “a big one,” or a “giant” swing and miss his big swimbait.
After a couple of hours of that and all morning throwing the swimbait, he’s laid it down, opting to throw a wacky rigged finesse worm.
“I can’t drive all the way to Wheeler thinking about why I didn’t change,”” he said.
We are back on his starting point. This time with him daubing his worm around in the areas he’s missed them in all day.
Whether this is brilliance or desperation, only time will tell.