Back home from Tennessee.  It wasn't what I would call the best week from me.  I never really found much that I could work with the entire event.  I spent a lot of time out deep on the ledges and never found anything out of the way, every place I had a quality bite was getting drilled during practice so it wasn't even worth stopping on during the tournament.  Judging from what I saw on tournament day it seems I simply pulled up the trolling motor 50 yards too early after fishing a mile of ledge.  There would be 2 or 3 boats fighting over a spot that they were bunched up on and I never fished through any of the good spots it seemed, so I can't be too upset about that.  Just bad fishing location choices.  I get upset when I fish through them and don't realize it but this time it wasn't the case.  I ended up getting more bites in practice shallow than anywhere else.  The jig was the deal over anything else.  The problem was that is was random, could be a dock, tree, seawall, etc.  It was very frustrating because I never could dial into a right jig color.  I knew I had on that they would bite but not the "right" one.  After two tough days of grinding the shallow bite I ran into a friend of mine Matt Herran who was basically running the same water I was for two days.  He showed me his jig he was flipping with one hour to fish.  He had already caught several limits.  Within one hour I had seven bites and lost a four pounder.  It was like a light switch was turned on.  He went on to finish well in the tournament.  That is how it is this time of year, there is always a strong shallow bite going on but it is very specific generally.  I felt like I was 90% there but the color was not right and I couldn't find it the whole week.  Lesson learned.