Dang it i'm hung up....CRAP NO I WASN'T!!!!!!

a few years back my dad and I were trolling on current river for walleye in early august about dusk. We hit the deep holes and let about about 75-100' line and troll really slow up river with deep running cranks. we get hung up a lot and are used to messing with the baits to get them un hung fairly easy.. sometimes though it is really hard to tell the difference between a fish that is not really fighting and getting hung up.. so we are in our favorite hole and my heavy duty pole just bends back and line starts flyin off the reel... i fell it and didn't really feel any jerking and said crap i'm hung shut it off.. so we shut the boat off and starting floating back.. i kept tension on it for a while but it still felt like i was hung, so i started my flipping of the rod, and poping the line to try to get off of a what i thought was a rock or log on the bottom.. well about 2 minutes of this later we float down a ways and i see something freakin huge roll and i realized it was a fish.. well by the time i got the line tight again, and starting trying to land it , the hook had worked loose and i lost the fish.. dad got a better look at it than i did and he said it was as big or bigger than the 11lb walleye he has on his wall. i still to this day kick myself for this everytime i troll this hole.. current river has produced some massive walleye... last month there was a 13lb fish in the paper that was officially weighed. and some of our older friends who are retired and fish for them all the time land several in the 8-10 pound range.. oh well huh maybe next time

The big-un that got away....unfortunatly i can relate:( :)

One day when I was a teen, I was fishing Dexter Lake with a worm on the bottom. Just killin time. All of a sudden my line just starts to go out with a long steady pull that wouldn't quit. I kept trying to turn this fish, but my drag just kept going out. I didn't know what to do, it didn't feel like a fish but it had to be something swimming slowly away with my hook. So I finally tightened down my drag and gave it a big yank. SNAP. I still belive to this day that I'd hooked a big sturgeon that was upstream when they built that dam back in the 50's. It might as well have been a submarine, I wasn't going to turn it with 8lb test line... That fish is probably still swimming in Dexter Lake. Could be over 60 years old, and over 10 feet long. I heard there was a sturgeon caught just below that dam that was just over 6 feet long. A gamewarden there at the time let the fisherman keep it even though it was too long to be legal. That's either a true story or an urban legend. I wasn't there, but heard it from several people who claimed to be.

Have heard a lot of stories where people have been crappie fishing with 6-lb test, and have pulled up 50 pound catfish. I saw a picture of a 30 pound catfish that a man in the church I work at pulled out of a lake with 6-lb test. That would be awesome. I did a 6lb bass on a flyrod with 4-lb test leader while bluegill fishing. Got a picture of that. Never caught that fish again.

I didn't weigh this one but he was 36" long. It is a blue catfish. Caught him while trolling for crappie on a zebco 33 with either 6 or 8 lb test line. If you look close you will see the 1/8 oz red/white jig laying just under him that he bit. Took me 20 minutes to get him in. I put him back.

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when me & my family first moved to Tennessee from Nebraska we passed a lot of water my step-daughters kept bugging me too go fishing I finally found a place too take the family. I didn't even get a line in the water was working on it when my youngest daughter at the time yelled daddy my pole when I looked down I couldn't tell if she was on her tip toes or actually off the dock I took the pole & thought she landed a tree well about a 1hour 45 minutes later I landed a 32lb blue cat she was using a pole that was about 2 ft. long with 4 lb test & by the time I got it landed the pole was pretty much useless. We were also crappie fishing. She still rubs it in that she caught a bigger fish than me that year but I still got more.
Good Fishing to all
bigdaddy 7

A guy I use to work with took his two young sons fishing in the Arkansas River one afternoon. They were fishing with 12 lb or so line, but dad was fishing a heavier rig with around 30 lb test. They were fishing from a pier and behind them in the slack water, they were loading a barge with grain. He noticed some of the grain was bouncing off the barge and hitting the water, so he turned and cast his line at the barge. It started to sink and stopped. He started setting the hook but it did not budge. He figured he was hung someway on the barge itself, so he relaxed a bit to figure out how to get it loose.... until.... his line started moving.... sideways.... and picked up speed.... and took line off the reel... he started moving the drag, but the fish kept going. He ran to the end of the pier while the fish kept taking line... Reeling, fighting, and nothing else could turn the fish... and when it finally reached the end of the spool, the line just snapped off and kept going down the river.... Not a clue what it was or how big... but I'd bet it was pretty good size....

I was fishing my dad on the ARkansas River about 15 years ago and caught a 42 pound flat head on 12 lb line while crappie fishing. It took us about 45 minutes but we got the fish in and had it weighed, took a few photos and the cleaned it. Lots of filets out a 42 lb flathead.

i was skipping docks one time bass fishing using a senko. i lifted my pole and felt something very solid so i set hook and thought for sure that i set hook in the dock itself. i was using 15 pound braid in some very muddy water. so i tried to pull it free for about 5 minutes using every technique i know to get lures free. nothing was working.out of nowhere there was a huge roll in the water and my line snapped. i could only assume that would have been my first double digit bass if i would have landed it.

Last year I caught something huge, at Gibson County lake near my home. It weighed it at roughly 330 pounds.....it was .................................................. ..............me..lol. never let out too much line when you cast...you can catch your rear. Luckily it was just in my jeans..no meat.

I was fishing on my pier at Caddo Lake with my brother-in-law one night. We were using cut bream for bait and tightlines on the bottom. We also had yo-yos out on the trees nearby. Everytime we'd get in the boat to get a fish off the tree, one of the bells on the poles would jingle and we'd scramble back up the pier only to miss them. Finally, Kevin set the hook on one and when he did, I thought I was going to need to pull him from the edge. The pole was doubled over and he was leaning back against it. I think he was fishing with 20 lb test. Well he fought it a good 10-15 minutes and when it finally came to the pier, there was a 4 foot alligator gar and the hook had somehow snagged it through the meat about 5 inches in front of his tail. We didn't keep him, but it was a heck of a fight pulling it in tail first.

2 1/2 yrs ago in June I lived just north of orlando. My young daughter is my fishin partner and we go as often as possible. 10 minutes from the house was the ramp to Lake Monroe, a part of the St. Johns River. We were throwing sinkos in pencil grass looking to get one of the big bass the guys at work had told me were active lately. 6 1/2 ft mh baitcaster braided line, 5/0 gamakatsu, no junk tackle here. Pitch into this one area with less grass than was around me elsewhere. Bait doesn't sink 6" and the line jumps. Count of 3, reel down, lean forward and set the hook. The fish doesn't move. I said"OH-JESSIE"!!! She turned around as I took a few more turns on the reel and lifted again and the biggest Bass of my life clears the water completely with the hook buried deep in the corner of her mouth. Jessie sez" holy crap dad, I didn't know they came that big"!! I've still got a tight line and the fish is going back towards where it had jumped from, head out of the water, thrashing left to right. That being unsucessful it turns back around and jumps again, fully out of the water. Now the fight is on. She heads towards open water and I'm thinking maybe I've got a chance. About halfway there she heads for a small clump of pencilgrass and, being absolutey brilliant as I am, I lean back to steer her around it. Great idea. Only problem was the bite had been finicky, and I had tied a 6' piece of 10 lb fluro leader on that day, and it couldn't take the pressure. You know the rest. The back of that fishes gut was almost verticle. I've seen and handled lots of big bass, and this was far bigger than any so far. I went to a local tackle shop with a bragging board the next day while it was still fresh in my mind and the closest pic was 13lbs and it didn't have the gut my lost fish had. I'll never know just how big, but I know its 2 1/2 yrs later and I still haven't forgiven myself.

had to wake my buddy up where canadian meets arkansaw river so he could catch 45lb blue while using my pole .his lucky day.

One of my worst was I had hooked a good sized bluegill and it swam under a tree so I'm sitting in my boat watching my line go under this tree and then swim back towards me and I'm like now how in the heck am I going to fix this problem. I thought he had swum back out of the tree so I tried to reel in and felt like I was hung so I just laid that rod down and started to bait another when I got done I reeled in and managed to get the fish after he had swam back out of that tree.

Was fishing in the Arkansas River several years ago for sandies with 8lb test line and a medium sized spincast when I hooked something that started taking line , I couldn't do anything with the fish, line just keep going out and as I got near the end of my spool I saw a 50lb plus spoonbill jump out of the water about a 100yards away and "snap there went the end of my line", bad thing was I was catching lots of fish and now I had to go because I was out of line. Always take extra line with me now.

Was bass fishing at my favorite hole with my uncle last summer. He went back to the car for a minute to get something. So anyway, I make a cast towards an old wooden dock and my lure goes right over it. Anticipating a definite snag, I start to reel - and sure enough, the line goes tight. But then, suddenly the head of the largest bass I've ever seen pops out of the water on the other side of the dock - and stays there. Suddenly I realize that a.) I was not snagged and b.) now a I really AM snagged and that I've got my trophy largemouth pinned against the dock, half way out of the water. My hear raced and seconds felt like hours as I tried to figure out what to do next. I couldn't walk over to the dock because the water was too deep. Couldn't walk along the shore either as there was too much shrubbery. Finally, as a last resort, I flipped the bale on my rod. The line snapped immediately and my trophy bass got away. About 10 seconds later my uncle came back. I told him the story, but to this day he does not believe me :(