Ok, well I've been fishing this private pond on a farm the past couple weeks. This labor day weekend, all in all I've caught about 20+ largemouth bass. Most under a pound, a couple 1-2 pounders. This past Friday night me and a buddy ran snuck out of the house (we were supposed to be moving furniture for the ladies ) ;D to sneak in about 15 mins.
Well, just as we were about to wrap it up, I cast one final time. It was a green worm with pumpkin coloring t-rigged. I'm reeling it in, about 8 feet from reading the shoreline, when I felt a bite. So I set the hook, then BAM!!! Holy cow, this guy took off and was taking my line with him. So the battle began. In my mind I was thinking, "Wow, I think I finally got a big one!!!". After about 45 seconds, I get him into shallow water and reach to grab him. He was fighting the whole time.
I stood there with my heart pounding, adrenaline pumping, and I am just awed by the size compared to those other little fish. While holding him, I got the hook out then all of a sudden he started fighting again and it startled me, and he slipped from my hands and back into the water he went. My friend estimated he was between 6-7 pounds. Figures neither of us had a camera or cell phone. Now we have just a story to tell. But, I finally caught my first nice big largemouth bass and it was amazing. It was such a rush!!!
Sunday, I gut hooked a nice two pounder on a artificial minnow bait, and had no choice but to leave it in, so I cut the line. So I had that as a first too, and I felt pretty bad about it. :'( But other than that I had a great weekend of fishing. Just wanted to share my story.