Got on the water sort of late but the fog kept the dawn type conditions going. I was dragging a buzzbait around some stellar looking cover on this river I've never floated before. Got the typical topwater bite... a nice boil with report. The fish is coming at me and feels like a winner. So as it approaches my boat it charges under doubling my rod. Good thing I put on some braid as the 6lb would have been toast. Champion smallie on? I horse the thing up and... I'm looking at a couple feet of northern pike. Now, I'm not prepared to deal with this. I don't know where to grab it. I don't have a net. Do I really want this in my lap? Hmm. The fish however didn't hang around for me to make up my mind what to do. He gave me a wink and jumped off the hook deftly. I held it for a good 20 seconds... didn't even have a chance to drop my camera in the water. Oh yeah, went to catch a bunch of beautiful smallies. Conditions were tough, tough, tough. Bit off way more river than I could chew... in more ways than one. I got some divine intervention in the form of a much needed pitstop and round-trip transport of my car from put-in to take-out. Sweet. I'm going to try and do the rest of that float this weekend. With a little more planning/support.