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  • That feeling that comes from losing a monster on your first cast. Chatterbait snaps the moment I glimpse the mouth grab it from below. Not feeling movement in the rod, somehow it snapped the eye off the tip at the same time .

    Posted by vedysneakyrl on August 6, 2022 at 7:00 am

    That feeling that comes from losing a monster on your first cast. Chatterbait snaps the moment I glimpse the mouth grab it from below. Not feeling movement in the rod, somehow it snapped the eye off the tip at the same time .

    vedysneakyrl replied 1 week, 6 days ago 2 Members · 5 Replies
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  • TurkeySlayer94

    Guest
    August 6, 2022 at 7:00 am

    Probably just an aggressive bluegill.

    /s

  • Level_Watercress1153

    Guest
    August 6, 2022 at 7:00 am

    I know that horrible feeling. Two years ago, in my float tube, coming down to last bit of sunlight left in the Colorado sky on an August evening.

    I am kicking along slowly retrieving my popper when all hell breaks loose on the glass surface of the water. I have hooked into what is at the time, obviously my LMB PB. He breaks the surface once, twice and he’s a big old boy. The guy on the dock 20 yards to my left stops what he’s doing to take in the fight. He has a better view as the sun is in my eyes but I can tell this is something special by the gasp and the soft “oh my god” that escapes that grown man’s lips. By now I have stopped kicking and am concentrating on fighting this behemoth. I can feel myself being towed around where this bucket mouth wants to take me. Suddenly, he darts straight for the cat tails and it takes everything I have to keep that rod tip up and deny him the opportunity to wrap around whatever branches and trees he can find. It’s a good battle but eventually the fish tires out and realizes he won’t be able to make it to the Reeds.

    I start to reel him in. Foot by foot. Inch by inch, slowly but surely he’s coming in. NOPE! He catches his second wind and rips off all that progress I have made making that drag absolutely SING! If I didn’t see the blow up myself I swear I was fighting a 10# Carp. Without warning large jaw dives straight down. He’s found the drop off, which I might add is about 20 feet in front of me, where the water goes from 7’ down to 20’ and he’s hell bent on head butting the bottom. All of a sudden I feel nothing but slack. My heart stops. I reel in the slack absolutely devastated and then…. The fight is back on! The fish is down deep and screaming right at me! He goes underneath me and spins my float tube around in a complete 180° but this is where he’s fucked up. He’s close to me now. I reel down on him getting all the slack in as quickly as possible and now he’s just feet below me! I can see him and that glow under the water. I’m pumped. He’s HUGE! He’s given up and he’s broken the surface to be lipped and landed. I reach my hand out, he gives a final head shake left then right back to the left and then I feel it. The leader snapped. He realizes the tension is gone from that head shake and dives under the water and disappears with my popper in his mouth.

    I drop my head. The man on the dock knows what just happened and doesn’t say a word out of respect. I don’t bother to tie back on. It’s dark now and I kick back in to shore with tears in my eyes. I clamber out my boat and unbuckle my fins. Dejectedly I walk back to the truck. Boat over one shoulder, rod in the other hand. Sitting on the tailgate slowly taking my waders off dock man walks up and says “I thought you might want this back” and hands me my popper. Apparently a few minutes after I lost the fish he somehow spit the lure (not sure how. I saw where it was and he had two out of three hooks on the back treble firmly in his top jaw,) and the lure floated up to the top and dock man noticed it and walked over and netted it near the cat tails which tells me that’s where that big boy likes to hang out as he kept wanting to go there and went there the moment he broke off. Dock man pats me on the shoulder says “Easy 5. I saw him. He’s a football.” And walks off leaving me alone to sob uncontrollably.

    So yes, I completely understand what your feeling and empathize with you right now.

    P.S. Two weeks later at a very small pond I broke my LMB PB on a Texas rigged gulp minnow flipping from the bank parallel to the shore in the cat tails and watched him come out and inhale it in 18” of water. I DID land that SOB.

  • Setser44

    Guest
    August 6, 2022 at 7:00 am

    Too stiff of rod and that braid will do that.

  • JS-Fishing

    Guest
    August 6, 2022 at 7:00 am

    Don’t tie your chatterbaits (or most baits) directly to braid this will happen because there is no stretch or give. Tie a mono or flouro leader between the braid and the chatterbait

  • ArchieBellTitanUp

    Guest
    August 6, 2022 at 7:00 am

    That sucks man. What’s worse is if your knot is what shit the bed. A couple years ago I was having knots break because I’d gotten sloppy with my knots early in the year.

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