I was out trailriding one day on my fourwheeler with a few friends. Way back in the woods we found a beaver pond. There was no evidence of human visitation here. LOL! I mean it was waaaaayyyy back in the woods. Many of the trails we followed were not fourwheeler trails at all, but wide open game trails and old, grown over logging roads. Anyway, this beaver pond was of impressive size. I used to carry a telescopic fishing pole with me when I went on these rides. Anyway, I couldn't resist tossing in to see what was there. I really didn't expect to catch anything. Anyway, I didn't have any bait so I started skirting the water looking for a frog. I caught a little frog and hooked it through the lips. It tossed it out and watched it swim across the pond. About a foot before it hit the other side, the water exploded. I had no idea what I had on. It felt like a log. It wouldn't move. I could feel something alive on the line, but I couldn't get it off the bottom. I figured that it had wrapped itself around a log. I gave it some slack to see if it would untangle itself and suddenly my line started moving. I started to reel again and once again, it stopped. This continued for what felt like hours. Eventually, I got it to the bank. I looked down into the muddy water and couldn't see much. I was going to stick my hand in there to see what I had. Something warned me not to. Glad I didn't. A giant reptilian head broke the surface and peered at me with depthless, cold eyes, full of contempt and anger. It was a snapping turtle. I know the head of that thing was as big as my fist. I never got to see the rest of the turtle because it sank out of sight and took off full-tilt, breaking my line in the process. So, the strangest place I ever fished is also where I hooked one of the strangest things I've ever caught.