My Guest Hylke fished all his life without catching a pike over the magic meter mark. It was up to me to change that situation. Soon enough he caught a good fish, just over 80 cm, and some more decent fish followed. Yet, no fish over a meter. No sweat, my time will come, he said patiently, making cast after cast. And his time came, with a vengeance. The bite was ferocious, the fight almost biblical and the sheer size was just monstrous: 121 cm of pure brutality. A day never to forget!