We hired one rod, a guide, bought a bucket of bait and were away. The air was thick with anticipation (cliche fine) as we baited up and waited for the float to duck under and take off.
Rich was first up and he had fish get off twice before he landed the first monster. Hugh was up next and had a ball fighting and landing another huge fish, with a little help from big brother when it really got to his arms. My fish came next and was declared the catch of the day.....but now that I'm looking at the photos I'm pretty sure the boys nailed it.
Over the day we hooked 11 fish and landed and released 6. Some broke the line, some just let go at the last stage of the fight.
And a fight it is. These fish are massive and when they want to go, they just go. Their first run is long and unstoppable.....you just hang on until they turn or tire. Arms and back ache for the 10 minutes or more it takes to bring them in.
The pictures tell the story.
BLUE STEEL!!
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