So, I am usually not one to complain when I have had an excellent day of fishing, but today I feel like I need to say something. I went out with a heart full of hope and a bucket full of bait, looking to pad my very tenuous lead in this year's species contest. I ended up catching a TON of fish, lots of very nice fish, actually... I carved my way through a slew of keeper smallmouth bass, at least a dozen chunky channel cats, a bluegill for the ages and more drum than you can shake an ugly stick at. Thing is, as awesome as the day was, when it came to fish that could count for the contest, I was blanked 3 to 0! I sight fished and fed a whole crawler to a huge longnose gar, only to see the hook come free as if he never even swallowed it. He then picked up another worm but dropped it before swimming away, never to be seen again. I then had a pike slash my bait to shreds and somehow completely avoid the hook, and worst of all, the hogsucker I made the trip for stole my worm and flipped me off right at shore. Somehow a great day of fishing turned into a crushing defeat at my hopes of pulling this thing out, knowing all too well I have some world class anglers hot on my heels with one week to go.
Hopefully tomorrow my luck will take a turn for the better. I really want this win, but I want to earn it with a stellar run at the end. Good luck to everyone in the race to the finish! I ask for no quarter and will give none either, may the prize go to the angler with the skill and luck to take it on this crazy flooded out year!!!!