A PB at Twilight

Well I'll be. Went up to my local buffalo spot to have some fun with somebody little guys before a busy weekend. Got lucky (some skill) with this fat momma inhaling the twister tail that I had so carefully placed in the whitewater. Set the hook and originally thought "flathead" as she stayed down for a few minutes. I was finally able to coax her up and saw that she was no flathead, but a beast BMB! After many gamefish supremacists (those who are allergic to any fish that doesn't start with "W" and end in "alleye") lost interest after seeing it wasn't a "gamefish", I came to a realization that I had no way to land this tanker. Thankfully, someone who was a true saint offered to lower their dropnet for me. I can thank my lucky stars they did. 

Safely Released.