Heres my story about the one that got away..I was fishing in the High Sierras when after a long day with absolutely nothing, I was getting ready to go back to camp, and I got a bite, a good size fish was on my line, so I jerked the line and reeled him in real slow and almost fell over in the river, he fought me all the way to about 10 feet, then I decided to pull him up really hard and land him on the ground so he would be easier to hold with dirt on him, lol I hate that slimy feel, so when I pulled the pole up he came up too, and flew off the line and into a little stream bed behind me :( I tried to grab him with my hands,lol must of been a site, but he got away.