After stops in West Neck, Pocaty, Albright's, Straight Creek, the oxbow across from Straight Creek, and the pilings at Pungo Ferry, the only thing I could say was that I didn't get skunked. However, all I had to show for the day was a white perch and a gar.
The lone bait that produced those two fish was a shallow-running crankbait. The baits that didn't even elicit a strike included two spinnerbaits, two topwaters, and a weightless worm. However, I'm not the "Lone Ranger" here. Talked to some other fellas who basically had a similar or the same type of experience.
Am thinking perhaps I should try throwing all my baits into a pile, blindfolding myself, and then grabbing three or four to use each day until I find something that works. The way I see it is that the results couldn't possibly get much worse than they already are.
After talking to my tournament partner this afternoon, there's a new plan afoot to try and get a few more hours on the water Wednesday morning before the predicted rain and/or thunderstorms arrive...that should allow me enough time to locate some dynamite. Desperate times call for desperate measures...right?
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