That is one my favorites. That fish looks like he can't believe he lost the fight. Look at his eyes, looks mean!

Alright, so I landed these three in three consecutive days in order.


First day, Opie cradling (or trying to) a 44.5". I was still at the top of the hole when he finally got it. I practically crawled down after I crossed the river and was outa breath.


Another shot of the same fish... (both grainy photos, camera wasn't on auto apparently)



Second day, different river. This one 43.25" with stupid huge girth...



Third day, back to first river and another 44.5" monster. I know for certain I will never be blessed with another stretch like that. Must of done something nice for someone before I left. Not sure who or what but I'd love to know.