MANY, La. -- I had a difficult first day. I weighed in less than 12 pounds. It was late in the day on Friday (Day Two), and I only had three little fish in my livewell. I was down. I'd had a couple of tough years, and it was beginning to look like this would be another one.
With about five minutes to go I found an old roadbed with my Navionics. It ran from one side of a cove to another. Everything I needed was there -- a long, tapering point as well as grass and wood. There were some old ...
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