I definitely knew I had a big fish. This fish was weak from spawning and did not put up the fight as long as the female in May.
It was close to full moon so my baits were fish Ohio sized bluegill and this hungry cat engulfed it and was headed out looking for more food.
As I weighed and photographed the fish I noticed the top jaw had been broken in the past. Probably due to improper handling or escaping a limbline. I documented all his wounds and scars on the off chance that I catch him again.
Because of warm weather, warm water, and spawn, I was a bit worried about how long the fish could be handled. I released him quickly although I wanted length and girth measurements and a picture with Bandit the flathead dog.
Fish like this make all the skunks and long waits and frustration worthwhile.