07-10-2010, 10:49 PM
Here's kind of a funny/interesting ending to my fishing trip that I previously posted for Mantua, 7/9. I had cast my "reaper" along the bank and immediately something grabbed it and was swimming towards me. Well, I started reeling in like crazy and trying to set the hook. Had him/her on just long enough to know it was a biggy (for me) and then it was gone. [frown] Reeled in my line and noted my reaper along with my anchoring split shot were gone. After having a heated conversation with the water and the fish, saying a few choice words, I resumed fishing. About 1/2 hr. latter, drop shotting along the edge of the weeds in the same general area, this big guy comes out of nowhere and grabs my new reaper. I set the hook and thanked myself for switching to 10# line because all, and I mean all, big guys go to the weeds/vegetation immediately. I put as much pressure on him/her as I could to at least keep it on the top part of the weeds with "some success". It was a battle, the kind I go fishing for. [
] Anyway, I was able to land her (found out latter) and she measured 15in. That was enough to call it quits and go home with a ******* grin on my face.
"Now the rest of the story". [
] I cleaned my fish today. After filleting the 15in. gal I thought, -------, let's take a look at the stomach. Yep, my reaper was all the way down in her stomach and in tact. [shocked] I recovered it and will use it again as my "lucky reaper". There you go, just thought you fisher folks might enjoy this. []
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] Anyway, I was able to land her (found out latter) and she measured 15in. That was enough to call it quits and go home with a ******* grin on my face. "Now the rest of the story". [
] I cleaned my fish today. After filleting the 15in. gal I thought, -------, let's take a look at the stomach. Yep, my reaper was all the way down in her stomach and in tact. [shocked] I recovered it and will use it again as my "lucky reaper". There you go, just thought you fisher folks might enjoy this. [][signature]