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The one that got away
Posted on 6/16/14 at 11:18 pm
Posted on 6/16/14 at 11:18 pm
I remember we were fishing out of venice out west and got lucky and I caught a 450 lb blue not even 2 minutes after putting baits out. We make a pass around a rig and the port outrigger goes off. A large marlin over 600 lbs is greyhounding for 20 seconds. He pulls out 250 yards of line against 27 pounds of drag. I put the rod in the fighting chair for a rookie. He proceeds to lose the fish in less than 30 seconds because he accidently puts the reel in free spool and the fish spits the hook. I was some pissed. Oh well that's fishing. What story you got?
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Posted on 6/17/14 at 12:03 am to lsuson
Lost a big tarpon from my yak in mobile bay. Would have been my first and only tarpon. I didn't have a chance. He ran 75 yards in about 4 seconds and wrapped me up in a crab trap line.
Posted on 6/17/14 at 3:27 am to lsuson
Fishing timbalier last year for the oilman's hooked on to a monster trout. When he came sideways just under the surface my buddies and I started screaming. The fricker went on a dive to the bottom on me and straight popped brand new 15# mono. He was easily a 6+ trout.
Posted on 6/17/14 at 7:01 am to lsuson
Fishin at Toledo two years ago. It was in early March and we'd just had a cold front come through and it was 27 degrees when we launched that mornin.
It was slow fishin, but I'd caught three bass, the smallest about 3 pounds. I was slow Rollin a spinnerbait in 5-8 ft of water. I kept the boat in the depth I wanted, and was casting straight in front of me and reeling back.
I felt two solid bumps on the spinnerbait and set the hook. Rod bowed a little and it took off straight to the boat. The wind was blowin pretty good and was blowin me straight towards the fish, and I was reelin as fast as I could just to keep tension on the line.
It finally got to the boat, and when it came up it took my breath away! I just stammered "get the net" to my buddy, and he said "Holy shite!" I led her around the left side of the boat, and she was just swimming right on top right to my buddy. She was almost to him and she turned her head straight up and opened her mouth, spinnerbait shot out, he dove at her with the net and got about a foot of her arse in and she flipped out and swam straight under the boat.
It still haunts me, because I know that bass was AT LEAST 10 pounds, but probable closer to 12. My buddy always says she looks like she had swallowed a beach ball.
It was slow fishin, but I'd caught three bass, the smallest about 3 pounds. I was slow Rollin a spinnerbait in 5-8 ft of water. I kept the boat in the depth I wanted, and was casting straight in front of me and reeling back.
I felt two solid bumps on the spinnerbait and set the hook. Rod bowed a little and it took off straight to the boat. The wind was blowin pretty good and was blowin me straight towards the fish, and I was reelin as fast as I could just to keep tension on the line.
It finally got to the boat, and when it came up it took my breath away! I just stammered "get the net" to my buddy, and he said "Holy shite!" I led her around the left side of the boat, and she was just swimming right on top right to my buddy. She was almost to him and she turned her head straight up and opened her mouth, spinnerbait shot out, he dove at her with the net and got about a foot of her arse in and she flipped out and swam straight under the boat.
It still haunts me, because I know that bass was AT LEAST 10 pounds, but probable closer to 12. My buddy always says she looks like she had swallowed a beach ball.
Posted on 6/17/14 at 7:19 am to lsuson
About 15 years ago, I was around 13 years old. My only tuna fishing trip ever out of Venice. Caught 5 or 6 blacks on the lumps untill we finally hooked a big Yellow. My brother and I took turns fighting it for about 45 minutes when the captain says damn that's the rod I didn't tie the good knot on. Not 5 minutes later the fish came off and the line was curly at the end like the knot slipped.
Posted on 6/17/14 at 7:22 am to lsuson
# 1 Lake Fork about 3 years ago, fishing with my brother, and 15 yo cousin, ripping a crank over a steep point. Had been catching a few slot fish, 16"-24" so nice fish. Never felt the fish hit it, just lots of pressure, let the rod load and keep it tight. She heads for deep water and Im working her, probably one of the longest fights for a bass. Finally get her in sight and she is massive, biggest bass I have seen massive, easily 10+. Now is a good time to mention I forgot the net in the truck... 
I'm all over the boat, stepping on shite, front deck, back deck, middle, just a shite show I was so excited. Finally get her wore out and she lays up, I get down to lip her, she looks at me, and gives one more jerk of the head and pop, out comes the crank. I all but dove in the water after her, finally gave up and just sat on the deck for a solid 5 mins. Get my shite back together and re-tie my knot, that big bitch straightened out my trebble hook, not just a little, I mean straight. Damnedest thing I ever saw, at least it made me feel better, equipment failure, not operator error I guess.
#2 was fighting a big bull red off the jetties that open into the gulf. Fought for probably 30 mins, had to chase him with the boat, strong bastard. He ends up wrapping me up on something, and I cant move him anymore. Guide buddy tries, I try, nothing will get it loose, had to cut him off. Never saw him, but my buddy says would have probably been the biggest one he has seen the way it fought.
I'm all over the boat, stepping on shite, front deck, back deck, middle, just a shite show I was so excited. Finally get her wore out and she lays up, I get down to lip her, she looks at me, and gives one more jerk of the head and pop, out comes the crank. I all but dove in the water after her, finally gave up and just sat on the deck for a solid 5 mins. Get my shite back together and re-tie my knot, that big bitch straightened out my trebble hook, not just a little, I mean straight. Damnedest thing I ever saw, at least it made me feel better, equipment failure, not operator error I guess.
#2 was fighting a big bull red off the jetties that open into the gulf. Fought for probably 30 mins, had to chase him with the boat, strong bastard. He ends up wrapping me up on something, and I cant move him anymore. Guide buddy tries, I try, nothing will get it loose, had to cut him off. Never saw him, but my buddy says would have probably been the biggest one he has seen the way it fought.
Posted on 6/17/14 at 8:23 am to lsuson
I caught an enormous Spanish Mackeral at East Tim, we thought it was a kingfish at first. Was holding him and he started struggling and I squeezed tighter and he starting shitting all over, so I threw him back in the water. Just for shits and grins, when I got home, I looked up the state record for Spanish... It's 10lbs and some change. My fish was easily over 12lbs. I mean who knows the state record for trash fish species off the top of their head?
I mean who knows the state record for trash fish species off the top of their head? 
Posted on 6/17/14 at 8:58 am to lsuson
Not really the "one"...more like the "three". I lost three 60-80lb Bluefin Tuna last summer before I realized that the Blackwater Mono that I was using was rotten. Once I got re-spooled the bite was off. That would have made for some tasty steaks.
That would have made for some tasty steaks.
Posted on 6/17/14 at 9:09 am to lsuson
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Posted on 6/17/14 at 10:29 am to lsuson
Fishing Red River pool 5 last year i kept catching a glance at this stump that just looked different than the rest. Threw a June Bug Senko right next to it and WHAM! I set the hook with all 150lbs i have. She immediately jumps straight up, shakes her big ole head at me and throws the hook.
Had to be a 10lb'er and as long as my leg.
Had to be a 10lb'er and as long as my leg.
Posted on 6/17/14 at 12:17 pm to lsuson
One time I was fishing in Delacroix on a windy Friday afternoon. Paddling my arse off, trying to keep position, chasing the elusive redfish.
Got pulled up to this killer looking cut, cast that gold spoon straight down the pipe and started to work it.
Right when I got near the clump of grass at the end of the cut, I felt a few bumps on the spoon, pants got tight as frick and the breathing became erratic.
As soon as I pulled the spoon out of the water to re-cast, that little 6" copper bastard lunged out of the water and barely missed the hook.
That was all she wrote.
Got pulled up to this killer looking cut, cast that gold spoon straight down the pipe and started to work it.
Right when I got near the clump of grass at the end of the cut, I felt a few bumps on the spoon, pants got tight as frick and the breathing became erratic.
As soon as I pulled the spoon out of the water to re-cast, that little 6" copper bastard lunged out of the water and barely missed the hook.
That was all she wrote.
Posted on 6/17/14 at 12:55 pm to lsuson
I've lost my fair share of big fish, but the story that stands out is one pops lost. I was around 2. Me and him were fishing off a friends pier in pass Christian. He hooks into a monster fish. Figures it's a red. The pier was set maybe 2-3 feet above the water. Gets the fish right there. Realizes it's the biggest flounder he has ever seen. No shite. Had to be at least 30 inches. So he's got the rod bowed up and he's yelling up a storm for my mother who was up on the balcony to bring him a net. The only net that could be found was maybe 12 inches in diameter. So pops is trying to tell my mom just get the tail in to take some pressure off the rod. Well don't you know once the fish felt that net he flipped his body. Breaking the rod in half. My dad did not speak to my mother the rest of the day. Rod is still hanging up in the backyard.
Posted on 6/17/14 at 1:04 pm to lsuson
Fishing a Big Lake tourney that's a fund raiser for a local civic group there several years ago with a friend (who happens to hold #7 largest speck in LA) and he gets a blowup on topwater.
After determining it was a red, not a speck, no big deal. We landed it, measured it, and even took a pic for the hell of it, then released it. Top 5 places for redfish the year before were well beyond 10 lbs.
My buddy had failed to attend the previous night's captain meeting where they discussed the NEW rules. Redfish category now only included those fish under 27".
Our fish was right on the nose and we released $1500.
After determining it was a red, not a speck, no big deal. We landed it, measured it, and even took a pic for the hell of it, then released it. Top 5 places for redfish the year before were well beyond 10 lbs.
My buddy had failed to attend the previous night's captain meeting where they discussed the NEW rules. Redfish category now only included those fish under 27".
Our fish was right on the nose and we released $1500.
Posted on 6/17/14 at 1:52 pm to lsuson
I am 48 and this happened when I was 15 and I still remember it like it was yesterday. Bottom fishing out of grand isle offshore - we were catching snapper and large croaker. About lunch time things got slow so I was just sitting on the back of the boat when 2 huge lemon fish cruised by. I hollered and dad grabbed a handful bait, threw it in the water and then they went nuts. I reeled as hard as I could to get the rig up from bottom then just set it in the middle of the bait. The largest one grabbed it and almost yanked me off the back of the boat. Fought it for what seemed like forever (probably only about 10 min)and it broke the line at the surface about 6' from the boat and just seemed to suspend there for a while. Dad tried to free gaff it but it was too far behind the boat. What I really remember is that I let out a few "choice words" to convey my disappointment and then realized I was right next to dad. It was silent and was waiting for the shoe to drop when he put his hand on my shoulder and said "I feel the same way". Not another word was said about that. Have caught bigger and lost bigger fish but that one sticks out the most. 
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