This footage is from the weekend of August 31st, I was up in Western Wisconsin fishing topwater frogs for Bass. I got blown up in the same area 3 times on topwater to the point of frustration so I grabbed my swim jig and casted back to it. On that first cast, I hooked into a decent Northern Pike - I should have worn him out more because he leaped out of the water, bit my pinkie finger , and stole my swim jig. He left me with some cut fluorocarbon and a bloody hand.
Even eminent chartered accountants are known, in their capacity as fishermen, blissfully to ignore differences between seven and ten inches, half a pound and two pounds, three fish and a dozen fish. ~ William Sherwood Fox, Silken Lines and Silver Hooks, 1954