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My old friend had been wanting to learn the secret to catching big Macs and we finally were able to make it happen. We launched at dawn and as always, trolled big sticks for a brown, but again...no takers.

We rigged up for the slow troll when the sun hit the water. The water temperature was 43 on top and the lake was flat. I was a little concerned about the moon being up most of the night, but was encouraged by the storm on the way.

It was very typical as far as the bite went for the water temperature. Mike had a hit no stick, then so did I. Next strike came and stuck on Mikes rod, a small one that didn't make it to the net. Darn.....I really wanted him to get one.

Then I hooked up. He didn't seem big at first, but after 5 seconds started ripping line. I wasn't sure if I had enough line.....he almost spooled me! I started thinking it was a good sized brown by the way he ran, but it turned out to be a 20 pound mack. I weighed him in the net and then released him. He measured 40 inches long and 23 inches around. A good day with a great friend, thanks be to God!

Shaun