Originally Posted by
surfrob
3. Last year, June, backbays. Fishing a variety of rods, most had 10-15lb braid / leader combos like above. But I was fishing with my son, who is not experienced in this type of fishing. It was blowing 20+ knots and we were going to call it, but he's from out of town, and this was his chance during the summer for getting out anywhere. So, he did his best while I power drifted, but it was tough, even if I had been fishing it would have been tough to hold. Hit prime areas and he got some hits, but a lot of snags as well. Broke off 3 rigs, so I finally made a move to the same area where I lost the weakie in #2. It's protected and in fact was the only protected spot from that wind, that day. There were a few other boats there, but definitely fishable. Set up tight to a bank with a dropoff and picked up a pre-rigged rod, my brother in law's... which I'll NEVER do again. Must have had 30 year old mono on it (after testing it later). First drop I made, in 5 ft of water (back of the boat was in 12... steep bank), I get a tick-tick. I lift and set... Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz, head shake, head shake and I know I'm *into* a good fish. It's big, no doubt. Work it, work it, finally I see a halibut surface. My hands start shaking, I'm standing in the bow holding pressure, and some of you will realize flounder are kind of "stupified" for a brief time when they surface and you have a good shot at netting them. I knew we had *one* shot. "GET THE NET", "DONT STAB AT IT", "GET BELOW AND COME UP" I'm yelling in rapid succession.
Sadly, my son (my fault I know... I'm a bad dad) was not experienced enough and missed it. In fact, anyone could have missed it. I saw it go down, and a tail bigger than my hand flip at me and BOINK! gone.
yes, fish seem bigger in the water but this was way beyond my personal best.