Got out this morning and headed to the winter hunting grounds. worked from 90 to 120 ft for about 2 1/2 hours with no signs of life except for egg sacks. Moved south and west about 3/4 of a mile to 136ft near some lobster bouys. Bouncing the b/w 6x off of the bottom for about an hr when I feel a snag then some fishy movement. The line is really loaded down but its coming up very slowly, gets to the surface and its a huge foul hooked butt! I nearly $hit my waders at the size of it! I'm nervous as hell but I take my time, bring it to the side, keeping the head in the water, miss my first gaff shot, wait for it to get closer and wack it the second time...the butt freaaking explode in the water, jumps into the side of my kayak and snaps my line and gone all in a split second. I know better.. that I should of backed off my drag but in my panic I didn't remember. I've never fished for Halibut nor have I ever come face to face with one, this was forsure a trophy, and it just laughed at my dumb a$$.
Edit: Only 3 other kayaks out this morning, water vis wasn't good at all. saw lots of whales and after I lost my mojo from missing the butt, the post last month about a guy who got flipped out of his kayak by a whale started to mess with my mind! I normally don't mind being on the water by myself but I would recommend the buddy system with days like today. JMHO