I immediately grabbed my camera and set out after him, trying my best not to slip on the snot-slick basalt boulders. Chuck tried to do that, too, but ended up going down on both knees in an attempt to not let the fish that was screaming line off the reel move down into a fast shoot. When I reached him, he was still wrenching on the fish. That's when we saw the tail of the big sucker he had snagged in the rear end break the surface. I had to laugh, because some of the most exciting fights I can remember were those of butt-hooked suckers and carp. Of course, they're only exciting until you realize what you have. We told our guide about it and he just said, "Yep, you always hook them right in the *** hole and off they go."