WOW!!! After day 2 I started to wonder if I should be pursuing this dream. I had went the first two days catching only three fish per day and they were all little putting me in dead last. At one point during the second day I looked up in the sky and went, “ OK!! You win!!” That night I sat in my boat going through my tackle. Am I going to go out like this. Last Place?! The drive that burns inside me finally took over. Day three. Too little, too late but what a way to end it. I picked up a Strike King Diamond Shad and started smoking them. By 8:45 I had my limit including a 5 and a 4 pounder in the box. I caught 15 plus keepers and weighed in over sixteen pounds. Just when I wanted to give up God stepped in and said,” Not yet!" .
Now it is over and time to think about the St.Johns River for the first B.A.S.S. Southern Open. No time to hold my head down. There is much work to do and I cannot wait
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