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Message: <blockquote data-quote="dean nelson" data-source="post: 94318" data-attributes="member: 1305">When I was around 16 my buddy got meningitis and I went to visit him in the hospital. Well I was there his dad was also and we talked about how he had been out that morning in the boat south of main street and had caught a bunch of fish. So when I went home i grabbed my rod picked up a scoop of minnows some pink jigs and some white twister tails. I walked out from sertoma park with next to no gear and was one of only three guys on shore to the 75 plus boats in that run. Within a short time I was hooked up and brought in my biggest eye ever at that time probably around seven pounds. At this point bringing a stringer with would have been handy. Over the next hour and a half the three of us slammed female after female with the smallest being over five and the largest caught by one of the other guys being over 11. The crazy thing was that the boats were catching tons and tons of fish but all of them were smaller males. The boats starting moving in so close to us the distance would have been easier to measure in feet not yards. They eventually were so close the we're bottoming out on the sandbar we were standing on. For whatever reason that I can't fully explain to this day we kept right on picking up big fish and they didnt. Only real difference was we were pitching and they were vertical. By the time sundown hit i had the heaviest limit i will ever take and had released three for every one that was on the stick i had to use to put the fish on to get them the quarter-mile back to the truck. Went home and my folks love walleyes but I hardly ever went after them back then so they were always out. so when I had them come outside to see as i pulled them out of a tote I put them in I made it seem like I had only caught one big one. when I pulled out a 6 pound eye they were all impressed but as that fish was followed by a pair of sevens and eight and then a nine they were flat dumb struck. Needless to say not a limit i would keep today but damn did it feel good then. Went back and fished the spots again over the next few days but it slowly died off as by the third afternoon you could have walked from expressway to main street and never got your feet wet and there was easily over a hundred people on shore. But for that one magical spur of the moment evening fishing trip where the weather and fish all came together for one day I will never forget especially since the 9 is on my wall to this day. Oh and my buddy was about ready to kill me and his dad the next day at the hospital as talked like giddy school girls about unbelievable the fishing was......Needless to say his dad let him get a few weekday fishing trips in before he had to return to school. I believe this was in the spring of 95.[ATTACH]4995[/ATTACH]</blockquote>

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