My wife and I were out fishing and had been on the lake for a few hours it was mid summer and hot so I had anchored the boat near the shore to get in the shade of the overhanging trees to take a break and re-tie some tackle. My wife picked up my zebco 33 rigged with a live worm and a cork; I typically bring it along in case nothing else is really bitting. So there we sat me re-rigging poles while she fished. I was about half way through with what I was doing when I looked up and saw my wife with the Rod she was using nearly bent all the way down to the water. "You get hung on some timber?" was the fist thing I asked with a smirk. That smirk quickly vanished as the line began to scream off the reel. She quickly handed the rod to me and I immeditly felt how much weight was on the other end. 12 mins later I finally got to see it, she had hooked into a 28lb grass carp. It was a heck of an experience