5/19
Did the am-pm shift. Made bait and went straight out
to deep water. Had a couple of macks taken for a
ride but no hook ups. Then my botton line goes off.
Then the line goes slack. Put on a new bait and the
same thing. Then I see him. (Black Devil) He did not
eat my fly line because I had a second belly hook he
could feel. He gets greedy and takes the bait. I swung
hard trying to get my bait back, but instead I hooked
him. it was so funny he came out of the water like
a big bass trying to throw the hook. He would not let
me get tight on the line. So I turned around and went
away from him. He then would come at my kayak so
I would stop and and he would come out of the water
trying to throw the hook. each time he did this I yanked
on the line trying to pull the hooks. After a few minutes
of this the hooks pulled. Put the last mac back on the
fly and he never touched it. A few minutes later and the
line goes off. Thought I had a wsb, not. It was a 23 inch
toad of a calico. Winds came up and called it a day.
