A late night in June, Canalman and I were fishing eels on our favorite rock, I cast out my eel and let it sink to the bottom and WHAM! I'm on a fish that is ripping drag like I've never seen before, I realize I have to try to turn this beast, so I start palming my spool to try to get control.
Well she jets to the right into a boulder field, I knew this wasn't gonna be good. I feel my line zig zagging thru the rocks..like she knew what she was doing...then SNAP!! She was gone..cut me off on the rocks.
We ended up getting 6 fish in the 30 + pound range that night and several others in the 20's.
I learned a huge lesson that night about handling big fish around rocks..Real tight drag and you have to get control immediately. Haven't lost another since. We still talk about that night.
