Hey Mike
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Well, without pics its just a story but here is my post from my site.
I had cast my fly into a turbulent pool and was on the sixth or seventh strip when I felt a solid thump. I set the hook into what felt like the bottom. It didn’t take long to know I was not on the bottom as I ever so gently fed the remaining line off littered boat floor and thru the guides to get the fish on the reel. The initial run took off several feet of line and I was convinced I had hooked a Striper. I reached down and tightened the Ross Evo’s drag several clicks to try and turn the fish. Thats when it leaped completely out the water and I knew it wasn’t any kind of Striper and was most likely a Trout, and a really big one at that. Thoughts started screaming through my mind about what to do next. First lets get it into some calmer water. I pointed the trolling motor towards the calmer water and put some pressure on the fish. Again it leaped completely out of the water this time closer and I got a good look at the size of it. My God that’s a huge fish! This is when the uncontrollable shaking began…Ok I got it into a little calmer water now I better try to get the net ready. I had to work my way to the back of the boat and untangle and extend the net while fighting the fish at the same time. I got the net ready and was back in the front of the boat and putting all the pressure 10 fluro and an 8wt rod can stand on this fish. Again it leaped completely out of the river and I get a good look at what without a doubt was the largest Brown I have ever had. After the third jump she was just about to give up and I was able to get her close to the boat but she was still too deep to net. Holding the Net in one hand I raised the 9’ rod high in the air and was looking the fish right in the eye. That’s when I saw the problem. The fly was in the side of the fishes mouth with the hook eye pointing towards her tail and I was putting opposite pressure on it. Before I could lower the rod the Brown made one last head shake away from me and the fly just popped out. I watched the fish slowly submerge into the dark with my fly slowly sinking behind it. This is the stuff dreams and nightmares both are made of. I can’t begin to explain the rush of feelings one goes thru when you hook something so grand as this and just when it’s within reach,, it isn’t. A guy in a red Gheeneo that had Quitha Bitchin written on the side said he got a good look at it and acknowledged that it indeed was a giant. She’s still out there.
As I lay in bed last night all I could see when I closed my eyes was that beautiful Brown leaping, and me wondering just how big was she. I can say with certainty that it was over ten pounds but it’s the how much over that still makes me feel sick to my stomach. My guess was about 32-34″ of leaping female Brown Trout. The area I was fishing has produced a few 12 to 18 pound Browns in the past.
Mike
To be continued…
What fly did she take? If you were fly fishing for stripers then it must have been quite a meal.
Sounds like you need a boat mate for netting.
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