It was a normal summer day when my best bud Jack called me up and said, "Hey, lets go to Tonka in the morning and chase some skis!" Obviously I was not going to say no, and so that night I headed to his place for a little slumber party and we planned for the morning adventure. We got to the access a little after it got light and we jumped in the boat and motored over to the first spot. After fishing for a while and seeing a few lazy fish, we moved areas and got to the top of a weed point when Jack threw is all pink Double Cowgirl. I remember looking over at his bait as it was coming in, and at the same time I noticed it, he did also. This fish was hot on his bait as it followed the figure-8 more than once around. Finally as Jack sped up a little bit, the fish lunged forward and opened its mouth and inhaled the bait. I grabbed the net as the fish made its first run, as the fish came in for an opportunity to net it, I reached out and the fish turned and we had it halfway in the net when it kicked its way out and back into the water, We both got nervous that it was going to get off. After another deep run, she came up to the surface and presented me with another chance to net it. I reached out, and as I reached slipped on the floor of the boat and fell almost in the water but I was athletic enough to net the fish while on my stomach on the floor of the boat. I got up and looked at Jack and said "Dude, how close was I to blowing that for you" We laugh and unhooked the fish, after a careful measurement it stretched to 54 inches! We got a few pictures and released the fish of course. For us, Lake Minnetonka is usually good for a few follows and maybe a hook-up here and there, but Jacks 54 inch monster keeps us going back when we don't have the time to head up to Vermilion!