I caught this beast yesterday in the Memphis city limits. It's twice as big as any bass I've ever caught (I had caught a handful of six pounders before, but was "stuck" at six). I went walking with my wife and baby girl yesterday afternoon around our neighborhood lake. As always, I was scouting. Last year, I saw some monsters along this same bank this time of year on their beds but could not for the life of me provoke a bite.
Saw this shadow on her bed-- she looked big, but had no idea how big. Came back after our walk with a Senko. Threw it for five minutes or so and the bass was not interested. Then put on a shallow crank-- she started turning towards it. I stopped the crank right on top of her and all of a sudden I see a giant mouth take the crank from the top of the water.
Great fight-- could not believe how big she was when she jumped. I only had 8 lb test on. It was the most nerve-racking minute of my life. The best part was when I pulled the fish out of the water-- there was an elderly gentleman crappie fishing nearby-- and the look on his face! He was laughing and just so happy-- I wish I could take that amount of joy from someone else's catch (honestly, I'd probably be jealous).
Anyways, my pops came with the scales and she weighed in at over 12 and a half pounds. Had a good photo session with the fish before letting her go-- she swam off with no problems. I'm still in absolute disbelief this happened (and I was so amped after catching her that I left my rod on the bank-- came back to look for it this morning and it was gone).