It happened again. I was pulling plugs with a gentlemen I work with that has fished for all of 12 years. This was the first time that he had drifted with me. It had been a slow day with 2 take downs. It was nearing the end of the day when it happened. It was the usual tick of the rod tip with slack line in the tailout. I told him to check the rod. He realed in the slack and out of the corner of my eye it rolled (42" x 22.5). Once again I have boated a wall mounter for one of my partners and I get to look at my empty wall. Every time this happens I vow to fish by myself so I to get to fight the fish. But it is enjoyable to watch the joy on others faces when they get that once in a life fish. Everyone has told me that these are my fish. It came out of my boat, my rod, my plug, and I put it all together. If that was true I'd have an incredible trophy wall as would all the guides.

Maybe I'll get him next year.