After the long drawn out fight I finally got him close enough to the shore to get an id on this fish,but where the whites of his eyes should have been all I could see was blood red, the waters where churning as we fought back and forth, back and forth. Finally I landed him on the bank but he wasn't done yet he started flipping and flopping in my direction jaws chomping, teeth grinding, and those blood red eyes lighting up the sky. I tripped on a rock and was pinned, the only thing I had within reachin distance was my knife, As he flipped closer and closer I started slashing my knife in his direction. He lunged, grabbed ahold of the end, chomping down and holding on strong I managed to fling him 10ft. in the opposite direction. I looked down at my stainless steel blade in amazement and he managed to LEAVE A IMPRINT ON THE BLADE OF MY KNIFE!!!!!!!!
Yep, as said before another black eye for the hobby!
Yep, as said before another black eye for the hobby!