About 4 years ago when I was living in the SC Lowcountry we used to fish a private pond that the owners were gracious enough to let us fish. On one end there was a lot of tall, aquatic grass and on the other a small dock with a tall safety rail around the perimeter. This made is awkward to fish, but back then my son was only 10 years old and it was a nice added measure of safety.
We caught a decent number of bass in there, but nothing over two pounds. One day we were out there fishing with a buddy of mine and his son with the kids fishing from the dock. Suddenly they yelled out in amazement. The water was clear in this pond and they spotted a big bass near the dock. A really big bass. A really, really big bass. They started tossing baits in its direction but it wouldn't bite at anything. On the way home the kids dubbed the fish Big Hank.
We fished that lagoon again and again and occasionally we saw Big Hank just sitting there near the dock. Try as we might, he never hit at any bait we tempted him with. Then one day my son is fishing the dock while I'm fishing the bank nearby and he yells out, "Got one!" I look in his direction and I'm immediately taken aback and start running in his direction.
At the time my son was fishing a 6 foot, medium-light Abu spinning rod. I was taken aback because when I looked over at him the rod was nearly doubled over. Whatever he had on the line was big.
As I get to the dock the fish comes to the surface and does a roll back to the depths. It was a big bass. It was Big Hank.
But now we have a problem. Not only does my son have the wrong rod for this situation, he's only about 4' 9" at the time and there's no way he's going to get that bass over the rail. Not only does the rail surround the dock but it also surrounds the walkway to the dock. Luckily, we brought a net. Unfortunately, the net was still in the car which was way over on the opposite side of the pond. I tell my son to try and keep tension on the line as I start running to go grab the net. I make it no more than 10 feet off the dock and Big Hank breaches, the line slacks, and he slips off the hooks. My son was crushed. The next day we went out and bought him a better rod.
Fast forward four years and I'm living in the SC Upstate and I get a text message from my buddy who my son and I fished with at that pond years ago. He was fishing that same pond with his son and landed a big one. A really big one. I think that after all of these years someone finally caught Big Hank. Unfortunately, he did not have a scale with him and was so excited he did not grab some fishing line to measure the length and the girth for a weight estimate. Anyway, below is a photo of what might be Big Hank. Any weight estimates would be welcome. If it helps, the angler is about 5' 7" tall.