Shawn McNew's fingers were frozen in the shape of a claw, gripped with the ache of another cramp. It hurt worse than the blisters and tiny, bleeding cuts on his fingers because the 40-degree water had numbed his skin. The muscles would eventually relax so he could continue. They had to, because although he had thrown the 10-foot cast net more than 400 times in the past eight hours, he still needed more shad. He had clients depending on him, and a family of three to feed with the proceeds.
This Acworth, Georgia, entrepreneur has had a lifelong fascination with striped bass and, in turn, with their forage.