[lupanfreitag]

I set my alarm for 1AM. I woke at 11:30PM and just got up.
When I arrived at 2:40AM, it was a gorgeous 62 degrees. Only one person milling about asking me, "Where are the rockfish?" I said probably not here and he drove off. I wondered how long he had been waiting for someone to come along with rockfish information.

Immediately I caught a few small browns, 4 walleye and a crappie. The fog was vicious. At exactly 4AM, something hit my bait. I knew it was big but didn't realize how big till it leapt 3 feet into the air, silhouetted against the blue moon. The fight lasted about 10 minutes. I was shocked when it finally slid into the net. It was off my measurement board but I guess 23-24 inches. It was a fat as it was long with the jaw starting to hook. Just gorgeous. I took one photo and got he back in the water. She swam off slow but confident.

Caught around 12 more after that, another decent sized brown and a smattering of walleye and rainbows.

I was out of the water by 8:30.

Who needs sleep when you have the fog and from deep within screaming drags and flying fish?