Got out on the river with the dog for a fishing trip yesterday. The trip started off a bit rough. Spent the first few hours trying to get a fish with no luck. I finally checked my bait and both poles had gar marks on the bait so I figured time to head to a different part of the river. Packed up and headed up river. That is when the day turned completely around. First fish hooked went 21lbs then right after pulled in a 25. About half an hour later got a 21 and a 16 back to back. Decided I had got my fair share out of that spot and decided to drift a bit. Not 5 minutes in to my drift and my rod looks like it is going to break it is bent so far. I figured it was hung since I just put it down but no it was a fish! That fish fought harder than anything I have ever caught. I didn't think she was going to come up at all. Finally get this fish to the boat and I'm solo so I have the pole in one hand and net in the other, get the fish right tot he net and ... it isn't fitting! I'm fishing a two hook rig here and one hook is in the net the other in the fish and the fish just rolled out of the net ... ACK! So being the maniac I am I fell to my knees and shoved my hand in that fishes mouth and held on for my life. After about three rolls and a shredded hand this 38lb blue was on the floor of my boat. I look at my hand and it is completely covered in blood lol. I figure poor fish is bleeding good, wash off my hand and nope that is my blood .. oh well. Ended up with two more fish a 6 and a 4. All fish were blues and all released alive and happy to spawn again. This was the kind of day you live for!