Fished pass today,pretty slow. Three 12" bows to the net using everything.So I decided to call it a day, put a bugger on and started trolling to the launch not expecting much, but when I entered the bay my rod tip dipped and i had another on. Not much of a fight so I figured another small bow,but about half way my rod tip bent in half. I didn't know what the heck was up, but it was like reeling up a rock. As the fish came to the surface, I saw the bright silver shine of a small bow,however looking closer I had what looked to be a lingcod also. Not so, it was a big ass brown with half the bow in its mouth.I got the fish between my pontoons and reached for my net and the brown let go. Let me tell you,between my pontoons is 28", and this fish was bigger than that. For a slow day a memory was made. Walter lives on in pass lake.