Aw, no.
I was on Priest this morning. I'd caught 9 bass in three hours there yesterday (a personal best), so I couldn't resist going out again.
Around noon I caught the biggest largemouth I've ever seen. I reeled him to the kayak and he was a monster. I'd hooked him really well too. I paused for a few seconds, unsure exactly how to grab him. Suddenly he wiggled and snapped the line. #%^$&!
I couldn't believe it. The fish of a lifetime. My heart sank. I think I simply held the line too tight and hesitated too long. I was seated in the kayak and the angle was a little awkward.
I caught a 4-pounder later on. That helped a bit. I wonder if this isn't something a 3-D showing of "Prometheus" and an enormous Belgian beer can't fix.
Still had a great time, but it stings!