When i feel the line get tight and the end of my pole thumps and thumps and finally the pole is bent over and i lift up to set the hook it all begins  my heart begins to race for which i dont no what it is and how big it is i just hope it doesn't break my line or just  come off.  I can see the gold colors and the white belly for i know what it is the best fish of em all the walleye i get excited and then the adrenaline kicks in and my heart starts to race the only thing i hear is the drag screaming and pulling out line when it stops i reel but it happens again it's a constant battle at this point i cant tell whos going to win me or the fish. The fight continues after a while the fish finally tires out and i see it come threw the ice its a big sigh of relief  but my adrenaline is still going we unhook the lure hold the fish while it's gold and white colors glow like the stars in the night after that we stick the fish back in the water and watch it take off it's sad watching the fish leave but good knowing it will go on to reproduce i set back down in my  ice shack my heart is still pumping super fast im shaking and exited to i drop my lure back down to that same depth 11 ft and stick the end of my vexilar in the hole i wait wait wait till i see a red mark on my screen i watch it carefully moving my lure slowly up and seeing the mark follow it i figure he's gonna go for it and