|Details:||Today started like most other days have the past two weeks. Woke up at 3:45, on the water at 4:30. First half hour goes by without a sound, then the circus begins: carp jumping all over the place, bubbles popping up everywhere where the big girls are digging for my corn. I see one of my lines scream out and I know it's on: first carp of the day. Or not.... much to my surprise I find myself holding a 14 inch tiger trout (Pretty sure its a tiger, never caught one before though...) which had felt barely bigger than a twig on my beefy carp tackle.
Another fifteen minutes go by and I see the right hand line scream out... FAST, faster than I have ever seen my line move. I grab up the pole, set the hook, and hear my drag start to SCREAM.... I feel something huge on the other end, then just as quick as I feel her, she's gone. I reel in the line (almost 100 feet had been taken out in a matter of seconds) and find that the 20 pound mono leader had either snapped or been bitten off about 2 inches above the hook. I know this lake has muskie/salmon/pike in it, so I'm thinking I may have had one of those on.
About 10 minutes later both lines trip, one fast, one slow, I go for the fast one a get a decent 5 pound 8 ounce carp, then reel in a 4 inch painted turtle on the other.
Very interesting and satisfying morning!
****little edit: went back out later to the blackstone with my oldest and he got a nice 7 pounder!!