I'm not going to lie... when I woke up 2 hours earlier than normal this morning all I could think about was getting to L.B.P. (Inspired by Elijah) to fish. I had never caught bass much over 2ibs there so I was very cerious to know if there are indeede, any big momma's hanging out. I showed up and the weather was horrible. I didn't plan on catching anything. I tied on my fav. Lunker lure and fished for a hour. My hands were stinging so I was about to head to work until I got a big hit. I though it was a big smallie because the fight was so intense and she kept on fighting for well over a minute. Turns out to be a fat largie! Elijah, you were dead on. That was the worst place to land a big fish ever. I was positive I was going to lost the fish. She had so much energy and kept jumping as I was trying to lip her. I broke out my new scale. The scale only read 2.26 and I was thinking WTF, 2 pounds??? No way! After a closer look, I accidentely put the scale in Kilograms. I have no idea what that ratio difference is but she was at least over 4ibs. I went to work a happy man. I put her back like I do with all bass. The bass was under a submerged tree in 5 feet of water or less suprisingly.