Tuesday, Sept. 14 (from Wayne and Ken)...With today marking the end of Wayne's first vacation in he-can't-remember-how-long-it-has-been, we decided to spend the first part of today by checking out some more potential targets for this coming Sunday's tournament. Let me clarify right up front that it would be a giant understatement to say the morning's search was anything but oh-so-painfully-s-l-o-o-o-w. We spent the better part of two hours even finding the first hint that any fish still were alive. By the time we called it a day, four keepers had come across the gunwale, and a couple other "better fish" had earned their early freedom by way of burying our plastics in submerged cypress knees the moment we hit them with a hookset. Unfortunately, this scenario has been playing out for several outings in a row now...for both of us. On a positive note, we saw that the water temperature has dropped 10 degrees from a week ago, so perhaps there is hope yet that an improved topwater bite soon may be in the offing. I, for one, certainly hope so. Only saw a couple other folks fishing out of West Neck today, one of which was "Doc," with whom we exchanged pleasantries, then continued on our separate ways.
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