At 11:10 I start to get a nibble on my rod, I reach down hoping for another and WAM I set the hook and there goes my drag with my 6lb test stretching with it. Straight down the hole, hitting my other rod I have set up. My ugly stick ice rod is nearly bent in half and my heart is racing. I start to yell to my buddies to help me, really I just needed them to see the fish by the hole in-case he gets off and I'm only left with a fish story. I finally get the fish worn out and near the hole. As I try and get his head up and through the hole my friend tries to get him out and he takes off again. Now I think now my friends are out to sabotage the moment and I need to do this on my own, so when I get him close again I reach in and grab his gill plates and pull him out. He seemed to just keep coming out of the hole. I laid on the ice looking in the sky in amazement. In reality I did not get my 28" fish it was 29.5 inches and weighed 9.5 lbs.
Now today the fish will be at the taxidermist and on my wall soon enough.
All in all it was a great day and worth the early wake up.
I was only able to put the one picture on right now but when I get the rest I will post more.