We got very lucky on this fish.  Convinced he is hung up Keith gives the rod some fairly violent pops and I anchor up wanting to save the rig if possible.  Just then the fish finally started to fight.  It took off on a very fast run barely giving me time to pull the anchor and chase it before it spooled us.  The Lamson guru being the smallest one, and held 0 backing, just the 90 foot fly line.  I have always been a believer in light tackle.  So I chase it down with the boat and we see how big the thing is.  Other boats we pass see it too and there were a lot of “holy shit!” type comments.  Lucky for us there were 2 sizable eddys on the left we could use to land it.  We got close in the first eddy then got it in the net down in the second one.  All told maybe 5 tense minutes on the line.  A bunch of other boats, including Chris, came by to check it out.  Keith, elated says, “Okay, I’m done fishing.”  Which was total bs of course, and he later got a 25 inch brown.  Which seemed like a dink in comparison but most other days would have been very exciting.