My wife Sara and I were canoeing down the middle of Sarah lake. THe wind was pushing us south over about 80' of water, I was trolling a #11 minnow rap which had been producing a lot of nice eater lakers all week.

I had just made a comment to Sara that I had not had a bite in a while when all of the sudden the canoe comes to a complete stop and turns sideways. My pole almost broke from the strain and was bent all the way down into the water---the canoe actually started jerking backwards when the drag starting singing---line started stripping off the real before I could get it out of the rod holder. The real was singing the zinging a song only a big fish can make.

Then all of the sudden the big one started coming up quickly--almost like he was catching me instead of me catching him---I started to get nervous and then it appearred just below the crystal clear waters of Sarah Lake---Much to my horror I finally saw the Kraken. My wife snapped this picture quick before she screamed so loud it deafened me for 3 days.

he started pulling the back end of the canoe down into the depths causing us to take on water so I scrambled up to the front with Sara to try to pry the back end out of the water--then Sara and I used our paddles to fend him off. After furiously hitting it over the head the goliath finally returned to the depths of Sarah lake from which he came and hopefully never to terrorize another fisherperson.

If you go to Sarah lake be very afraid. Please don't drag any crankbaits around on that lake, to do so will put your life at risk.

Every good fish story has some truth in it, I'll post more when I finish my Quetico trip report.

T

quote timatkn: "My wife Sara and I were canoeing down the middle of Sarah lake. THe wind was pushing us south over about 80' of water, I was trolling a #11 minnow rap which had been producing a lot of nice eater lakers all week.

I had just made a comment to Sara that I had not had a bite in a while when all of the sudden the canoe comes to a complete stop and turns sideways. My pole almost broke from the strain and was bent all the way down into the water---the canoe actually started jerking backwards when the drag starting singing---line started stripping off the real before I could get it out of the rod holder. The real was singing the zinging a song only a big fish can make.

Then all of the sudden the big one started coming up quickly--almost like he was catching me instead of me catching him---I started to get nervous and then it appearred just below the crystal clear waters of Sarah Lake---Much to my horror I finally saw the Kraken. My wife snapped this picture quick before she screamed so loud it deafened me for 3 days.

he started pulling the back end of the canoe down into the depths causing us to take on water so I scrambled up to the front with Sara to try to pry the back end out of the water--then Sara and I used our paddles to fend him off. After furiously hitting it over the head the goliath finally returned to the depths of Sarah lake from which he came and hopefully never to terrorize another fisherperson.

If you go to Sarah lake be very afraid. Please don't drag any crankbaits around on that lake, to do so will put your life at risk.

Every good fish story has some truth in it, I'll post more when I finish my Quetico trip report.

T "

LOL hilarious

Every once in awhile at work if me or one of my buddies is on the can we will yell out " Release the Krakken " and just laugh like little boys !

It's a good thing fishermen are so honest. Thanks for the warning, I'll be sure to avoid this lake.

BeaV