BassAddict
Well-known member
So I thought id hit my regular spot for an hour or so, grabed my 6'0 M bill dance combo and headed out, I saw a nice one jump so i casted out into the middle of the lake. Bugs were biteing the hell out of me so I didnt have much paitents to dead stick then I thought screw it they are only buggs i can deal with it. After my next cast I was dead stickin for a bit then I noticed my line sink at an unusual rate so i set the hook. And i hook something HUGE, reeling it in its like a lead weight but moveing. Im thinking crap its a turtle or a gator i get it in about 1/2 way and it starts fighting like hell!!! I see a flash when it cuts right and i almost #$$% its a new PB and more, 4 pounds atleast!!! The adrenline is pumping and all im thinking is get him in and take a picture, I horse him in and he burrys himself under the weeds in the bank. F$%^, ok i think for what seams like forever and i decide to point my rod tip down the bank and reel him up to the tip CRAP I got a 6' rod and it wont reach. OK think Denny, i didnt want to give him slack and risk him throwing the hook so I decide to horse him through the weeds and over the bank. Then I think "Ill break my rod, but at this point i dont care. I go to horse him up and THUD hes off. I pulled the hook through his lips SON OF A B#$%@!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I THEN PACKED MY STUFF UP AND HEADED HOME TO HITUP SOME GENTLEMAN JACK, and smoke or two with some found memorys of what could of been. thanks for listening all
