Here is a little short story for ya':
I could barely sleep at all. So unlike me, generally I sleep so soundly I'm always scared that I won't wake up if the house happens to catch fire. I woke up at 1:30am, 2:00am, 2:45am and finally got out bed at 3:30. I dressed and ran out of the house, hurriedly making my way to our meeting spot. Once there I loaded my tackle into the boat and we made the short drive the the launch ramp. We launched the boat and had about an hour and a half to eat breakfast and listen to the BS of the other guys.
Finally the time came to blast off. We were outfitted in our helmets, coats, insulated bibs and gloves. We had a decent ride, probably about 15 minutes to our first spot. Although we were the 44th boat out we quickly went past most of the other boats that went the direction we did. Before long we were running in the smoothest, flattest water I can remember. I happened to look down and see the reflection of the blue and pink clouds on the water which made me realize just how beautiful of a morning it was.
We made it to our first stop and that was the end of the beautiful day. From that point on it was a long epeisode of no... No bites, no fish, and really, honestly no fun.
Finally we were able to catch 2 short fish and that was really the exciting part of the day. What a horrible tournament. One things for sure we have absolutely nowhere to go but up from here. I can't remember the last time we did not catch a single keeper in a tournament. I think it has been at least 2 years.