After a decent day on the water on Friday with a wild fish and a few shakers, I knew that I just had to get back out there. Did the same routine as the previous day (dropped pots by Robinson around 1100 and lines wet by 1200 by Point Heyer). Just as the day before, there was bait surfacing everywhere and it was showing up all over on the finder. I started my troll and headed north, eyes fixed on my rod. It took 30 more minutes before I had anything, but it ended up being another shaker (right around 20"). After a few more rod checks and re-scents, my rod finally started to dance. Before I could even jump up and grab the rod from the holder, the clip popped and the fish started to take line. I finally got the beast under control, but it was a battle just to gain any ground on this one. I took the boat out of gear (nice not having any other people or rods on the boat) and was finally able to get some line back. After what seemed like an eternity (probably only 5-10 minutes) I was finally able to get eyes on. I could see from some distance that it was a brat. This is when the fight got really interesting. Every time I went to dip the net in, the fish would run and get just out of reach. After I made the net attempt 5 or 6 times, I was finally successful. It was a valiant effort my little chinook friend, but unfortunately for you, I won.
The lure of the day was again the "Kingspin" (if you are curious, look at my previous report for Area 11). The fish came on 100' of wire in 130' of water. I only fished for another hour or so after I caught this guy, but it wasn't fruitful. The fish measured right around 27.5" and I guestimated that it was 8 to 10 pounds. I was really surprised when the fish checker told me that it was 10 pounds. Biggest nookie of the year for me yet... (hint* it's only gonna get better!)

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