At the last second the fish diverted back out in to the main deeper channel. The frog floated/swam downstream towards me.
I retrieved my cast and was preparing for another and water erupted not 12 feet in front of me.
The huge brown readjusted the frog in its mouth with a violent head shake and the legs disappeared into the gaping hooked jaw and mouth The massive brown vanished back in to the depths of the Kickapoo River with one swish of its tail.
I stood there in awe.
A trip to this small feeder stream is in order for March 2015.