On the way home from work I decided to stop at the duct. Hit first spot and nothing there. Walking back to truck and I see farmerjohn parked and ready to fish. We chat for awhile and he decides to not fish it since I didn't have any luck. We both go to another spot and after 20 minutes to 1/2 an hour, nothing there. We decide to head home and call it a day. He goes east and I head back home to the west.
My striper senses are telling me to make one more stop. I fight it as I am driving cause it's cold and windy but I give in to the intuition and turn off the highway to the spot. First cast nothing. Second, third, fourth and finally on the fifth I am working it mid water and I get a slam and drive home the hook and it is on. This sucker is a good one. I am battling it for 5+ minutes it does not want to wear out and I am under and past the buoys with it. Line is not rubbing so I am not too concerned. I am concerned that I can't make much progress on it. It finally turns and I am slowly winching it back to as it goes diagonal and heads for the other side of the duct with a backflow. It is in there hard and won't budge out of it. I have to try to hog it out of there and I get it to move and the mid swift current makes him surface. As I thought it was a big one. Easily 20+. It dives down and is heading in the fast mid current back under the buoys but before it gets there I tried to hog it back and turn it and it broke off my 15lb line on my spinning reel and took my yolo tickler lure. I am totally bummed at this point.
I tie a yolo tickler on my Curado with 12lb test. Luckily since I was at work today I was able to purchase some more as I only got one to try that I caught Saturday's fish on and lost today's monster on. Anyway, second cast and I get slammed again. I bury the hook and it is on. I can feel it's another good one. We repeat the same battle scenario and I work it for what felt like an eternity but more like 10 minutes and I finally land it. Grab it with my trusty gripper and slam it on the dirt. It is a very and I mean very fat 34" fish. I would say it's an easy 18 to 19 pounds. I am totally exhausted at this point. Arm pump is turning my arms to mush. The adrenaline pumping my blood gives me a headache, plus the wind in my face didn't help. I work it for 10 more minutes but nothing else bites. I figure I would call it a day.
If Khanh was holding the fish it might have been bigger than him?