A couple of years back on the SCR, on a idyllic September day, I hooked into a very large fish using a Phelps Floating Jig tipped with a fathead minnow. The hookup happened at 12.57pm in 28‘ of water. The battle was waged, while slowly moving downstream, in depths that ranged from 11’ to 50’. It never panicked, just slugged it out mostly in 40’ to 50’ depths. The majority of the time the fish was on the bottom, right below the boat. It simply would not leave it early in the struggle. After a while I was able to get him a foot or two off the bottom only to have it auger back down immediately. As time wore on and the fish began to tire slightly, I was able to work him farther from the bottom only to have him bore back down at will. After about an hour, one extremely arm weary EyeJacker had this leviathan about 6’ feet down from the surface under the boat. At this time, all I wanted to do was lay eyes on this mighty warrior, which seemed just moments away. I certainly did not want it in the boat with me! At 1:54pm, 57 minutes after hookup, my 14# Fireline parted. Never did see that valiant gladiator. So near, yet so far.
I have never been more exhausted. This heavy weight may still reside in that part of the river, for those interested, here is where we met: N 44o 55.2697; W 92o 44.8994
I still wonder what I hooked into that balmy Fall day. Any Suggestions?
Jack