12-27-2006, 09:35 PM
Just got done fishing the Westside boatramp with my son. Rained like crazy today. We iced one real nice 17.5 inch 2.5 pound fish.
You will laugh at this one and I swear to all that is Holy that this is true. We only had five other bites hooked one and lost it about five feet from the whole, but the clincher was the fish at the end of the day. I was about to start loading things in the sled when I looked up and one of my prized poles was gone[mad] then before I could really get mad the pole next to it started to bend like crazy. I slid across the ice and grabbed it, and boy was there a large one pulling. As I reeled up I noticed my lost pole coming up; I retrieved it[
] Then since there was two poles tangled I had to do a hand over hand method. I got the fish three feet from the hole and sure enough it wanted to run, so I had to simulate a drag; this went on for five minutes. I got one good look at the fish and to my best guess it was 26' and over 8 pounds. When I almost had him he made one big run right to the hole behind me. My son thought that pole was biting and so he started to reel in basically tug of war with this large fish. He got it up to his hole and was pulling the fish out when my leader snaped. My back was turned the whole time to my son, because I was fighting the fish. When I turned around my flasher from my line that I lost was by my son's hole he almost had it, but some idiot was pulling the fish away from him[] This by far was my favorite fish ever that got away. I got my pole back and got to fight a huge fish, and even my son got in on the action; I hope it lives a long life.
Ice was 4 inches, but I noticed melting today, should be safe on Friday. Good Luck at Sportsmans
OvidCreek
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You will laugh at this one and I swear to all that is Holy that this is true. We only had five other bites hooked one and lost it about five feet from the whole, but the clincher was the fish at the end of the day. I was about to start loading things in the sled when I looked up and one of my prized poles was gone[mad] then before I could really get mad the pole next to it started to bend like crazy. I slid across the ice and grabbed it, and boy was there a large one pulling. As I reeled up I noticed my lost pole coming up; I retrieved it[
] Then since there was two poles tangled I had to do a hand over hand method. I got the fish three feet from the hole and sure enough it wanted to run, so I had to simulate a drag; this went on for five minutes. I got one good look at the fish and to my best guess it was 26' and over 8 pounds. When I almost had him he made one big run right to the hole behind me. My son thought that pole was biting and so he started to reel in basically tug of war with this large fish. He got it up to his hole and was pulling the fish out when my leader snaped. My back was turned the whole time to my son, because I was fighting the fish. When I turned around my flasher from my line that I lost was by my son's hole he almost had it, but some idiot was pulling the fish away from him[] This by far was my favorite fish ever that got away. I got my pole back and got to fight a huge fish, and even my son got in on the action; I hope it lives a long life. Ice was 4 inches, but I noticed melting today, should be safe on Friday. Good Luck at Sportsmans
OvidCreek
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