The second day I ran straight up to the North end to give me the maximum amount of time on that area. My co-angler caught a 3+ on his second cast and I could tell it was shaping up to be a good day. The fish in this area would come in spurts; they would bite and then stop and then 2 hours later you would catch 5 in 3 minutes. With an hour left I had about 15 lbs and my co had 12 lbs. I told him we were going to make a run to try and catch a big largemouth. We ran all the way over into the Inland Sea so I could flip for a little while. My plan worked almost exactly how I envisioned it; with the exception of the 6 pounder jumping off at the side of the boat. I flipped in, got a bite set the hook and the fight was on. The fish jumped right at the boat, my co was about to net it and the hook just tore right out of his mouth as he made a last run. I felt an instant barf setting in. That was the one I needed! I still had a small fish and that would have given me about 18 lbs. I was pretty discouraged but decided to try one last area. My second flip I caught one just under 3lbs. I was excited that I could at least get rid of that 2 pounder. I ended up weighing in 16 lbs which was good enough to move me into 25th; at least I was moving in the right direction.