It was a warm muggy June night in Indiana last night. Giant bait had been purchased at our favorite bait shop, #thefishinshedd. In fact tonight’s bait was extra giant. Normally we get some shiners and chubs, and maybe a monster chub. But last night the chubs were HUGE! So two of those babies for twilight and shiners plus some crawlers until dark.
We got out before dusk and found our favorite spot, anchored and put the lines out. First catch was a great chunky channel. Night was starting off well!
The action slowed down after this, but that’s pretty usual for early evening #catfishing on Lake Monroe.
As the sun was beginning to sink past the trees it was time for the big #livebait
Pictures a bit blurry but we went big! Going for a big #flathead. Bruce and I both have bait clickers, #okuma, and they are amazing for our night fishing. Trying to watch your line by dim light is hard on the eyes! We can keep the lights out, no bugs, and enjoy the beautiful night while we listen.
Then it happened, the line with a shiner began clicking…click click click and then steady. Bruce was fast to act but the fish didn’t stay. Then suddenly the other line took off – fast. There was no stopping it. Bruce felt the strength of the fish, knew it was a huge #flathead. He braced himself, turned off the feed and pulled back. The fight was on!
His rod doubled over as he worked the fish towards the boat, it would not move. This was quite a fight to watch! I knew it was a big fish seeing it rod bend in half, it has a strong spine to it and Bruce has to work to bend it. This fish had no problem.
I grabbed the net, which was not going to do us one bit of good. The fish got to the boat and was on the bottom, nestled into whatever brush was on the creek bed under us. Bruce was working it methodically, and carefully bringing it up.
It was still under the boat, he wasn’t sure how we’d actually get a hold of it. Me take the rod? I’d have to so that he could get two hands in it’s mouth and pull. Or do we have our friends 100 yards away pull anchor and come help? It was all happening so quickly.
Then we saw the sinker, the pyramid weight rose on the line as the fish was coming up. I didn’t want to rock the boat as Bruce was fighting this huge amazing fish so I didn’t lean over to look. I regret that I didn’t. The flathead was rubbing the 80 lb #braid along the hull. Oh no! And there was nothing that could be done in the short time this happened.
Then the unthinkable happened. Bruce lifted his pole, he could see the fish’s head. At least 12″ wide and very dark. A wise old amazing fish! And then a snapping sound. His pole went straight. The fish gone into the depths again.
Amazing sadness and yet a rush of adrenaline after his fight, and my witness of all of this. It was incredible.
All that remains is the shred #spiderwire
We’ll be back looking for another monster. This was too good to be true and we have a game plan for what to do differently next time.
There will be a next time!