William64

It was a cool June day and we were just finishing up lunch in shore and contemplating hitting the water again. I decided to go to the dock and have a few casts and to my surprise I was having a ton of action with smaller Jacks. After about 20 minutes the action slowed and I started catching walleye although not as active as the jacks. Suddenly it went quiet for about 5 minutes and I cast about 10 times in the same spot as far out as I could cast. Thinking the action was done I was thinking about going back to the boat when suddenly I felt like I snagged a log. It was heavy to reel in and suddenly my line came alive. She ripped line out of my reel and I knew it had to be a good sized fish. I managed to bring it in close enough to see it and the dock came alive with excitement. It ripped line again and we prepared the net to assure ourselves the catch. My brother reached into the water with the net and we knew we had one try as we saw two of the hooks in the treble were straight and the third was barely in his lip. As the fish was tired I got him close enough that my brother scooped the net and fish onto the dock because it was too big for the net. It immediately cane off the hook and started to flap around on the dock. My brother threw his body on the fish and ended up with fish slime from his cheek to his shins! What a great moment and even greater memory.