Top secret spot in the Salt, BC Canada. Here you mooch horse herring 10 feet off the rocks in 100+ feet of water for kings to 35lbs and silvers. I was fishing with a guy from work that had been bugging me for a few years to take him. I always caught a lot of fish and he was sure he could out fish me.Fishing was slow so I decided to troll hootchies in a small bay that you have to surf over the kelp bed at high tide to get into. It's 30 ft deep with a rock hump right in the middle. You troll a hootchie over that rock hump in less than 10 ft of water and just slay the black cod and sea bass. It provides some fun action to break up the day. My rod goes off and the tip of the 11 ft rod buries in the water. I think I snagged the rock. So I take it out of the holder and give it a couple of tugs up and it tugs back. So I set the hook and it takes off like a rocket for the kelp bed 400' away. I tighten the drag a bit and it swings the back of the boat around. The guy with me starts guessing , Halibut, Skate while I try to slow the beast down. It just keeps taking line and I hold on. Whatever it was stopped just short of the kelp bed and the open ocean. I guess I had some 300' of line out on the Canadian Moochie reel. Then I feel the unmistakeable head shake of a big King. I tell the guy it's a King. They start laughing why would a King be in this bay. I fight the fish for 20 minutes. I would get it close to the boat but it would stay on the bottom and then make a run. It did the traditional 3 king run and then stayed under the boat and just thumped from side to side for a few minutes. I still maintained it was a King and the guy just laughed. It finally gave up and just layed over on its side. I reeled it up off the bottom and you could see the silver sides as it came to the surface. Then it appeared it was the biggest King we had ever seen. There was a mad scramble for the net and he was hauled into the boat. We just looked at each other then started to scream and high five. The fish was way too big for the boats cooler so we layed it in the bottom of the boat and fished for a few more hours. When we got back to the dock a local suggested a store with a big scale. We took it in and five hours later it weighed 74 lbs.
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