1st. 150lb 7ft Striped Marlin in Mazatlan, Mexico. The reel was broken, and my knuckles kept hitting the drag knob at every crank rotation. There was blood all over and the fish wasn't even in the boat yet. Didn't hurt until we were back at the dock and the beer wore off...

Honorable Mention. Between Manchester fuel depot and Bainbridge Island my brother and I were tired of trolling so we decided to drift herring with no weights, no flashers. Before we knew it there was 8lb silver jumping on the other side of the boat, my brothers line slack, then instantly wamb!!!!!!! we were using 8lb test and trout rods. The next two fish were bright Chum, 11-15 pounds. The best part was watching your slack line then it would slowly start to got tight, until you jerked, FISH ON!!!!!!!!! Haven't been able to re-create that situation in 4 years...
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Cold Coors Light, Good Tide, No Junk in the Water, Tight Lines, Good Times...