I am truly obsessed with a particular fish. It lives in a particular lake I like to fish. This lake is amazing. It produces a lot of 5-6 lb fish which are big for Maine. Every year I catch a few over 7 lbs with the biggest over 9 lbs. Those are the fish I have landed. Sadly I have lost some huge bass at that particular lake at a few very specific spots. Sure it is hard to say what a fish weighs when you hook it. In my opinion there sure is a difference in the feeling when you hook and fight a 5 lber compared to one well over 7. They simply fight differently. Of all the times I have hooked a bass what seems to be a very large bass there is one particular fish that really did break my heart. I was fishing with my father in my small boat. I had located some big fish for us a couple days before. We were fishing offshore, way offshore, sunken trees. I had pulled up to one of the spots using my trusty hand held gps. I wanted my dad to catch some big bass that day. He is more of a trout fisherman. I did not cast on the spot. I wanted him to have the first few casts at it. I had tied on the hottest lure from a coupe days ago a KVD 1.5 silent squarebill in a specific color. I instructed my dad that the idea was to cast well beyond where I told him the tree was so that the crankbait would bounce off of the tree several times before getting back to the boat. One his first cast after he made contact with the tree he hooked and landed a large bass, a 5 lb 12 oz. The biggest he had ever caught. His very next cast he hooked and landed a 5 lb 5 oz largemouth. He instructed me to cast to the tree. I told him after a few more casts. I was itichin to cast in there but I waited. After 2 casts he didn't get anything. Again he instructed me to cast. I told him one more then I would fish it as well. He cast by the tree and hit several branches on the way back. Another fish loaded up on his rod another big fish. After getting it into the net it weighed 6 lbs 3 oz. He then told me he wouldn't take another cast until I did. So I went for it. I had opted to use a KVD 2.5 in the same color. I made a long cast and bounced it off of the tree branches. A ginormous fish hit it. It immediately surged for open water. I could tell it was really big. All I could do was hold on. It clearly was in control. It was ripping drag like a tarpon. I have a very small boat. It had turned the boat towards the direction it was going. It took out a lot of drag. I have my drag set in such a manner that a 5 lber takes out minimal drag. This fish was far bigger. It was taking out drag and lots of it. I cant be sure to say how much it took out but I would guestimate it at more then 50 ft. It was in complete control. There was nothing I could do at all. Then it happened. My line broke. It was very sad. I had a retied half an hour ago or so. That fish haunts me. It was huge. I have gone there again and again and again and have yet to hook into anything that was that large. That day was a great memorable day fishing with my dad. It was the best bass fishing he had ever experienced. A great memory. We went on to catch a lot more fish and more big fish but none like fish. That bass was bigger then any bass I have ever hooked into. That is what I believe. Could it have been nessy ? Could it have been a shark ? An otter. I will never know. I keep going back after that fish. That fish has got me obsessed in perhaps a not so healthy way with that lake. That specific spot is magic. Some of the biggest bass I have caught I caught off of that sunken tree. Two falls ago I caught a 8-1, and an 8-3 in back to back days off of that spot. A couple weeks later I got a 9-1 off of the tree. None of them were as big as that fish. That fish haunts me, drives me to catch bigger bass. Is that fish even alive anymore ? Who knows ? I will still fish that lake and that specific spot until I catch that fish if it even exists.