Once they reach an inch across the shoulders and near 10" in length, they become a different fish.
Even the way they rise to a fly is individual in nature. Some will rise with the tell-tale panfish "Glick", which leaves nothing but a small bubble on the surface of the water.
Others will roll on your fly resembling a 3lb largemouth bass, while some will slam your fly like a 15lb bluefish hitting a surface popper in the surf.
All however, have one thing in common.....once you lift your rod, they all fight like they are 2 pounds heavier, leaving you to second-guess what is on the end of your line until they begin their tell-tale 90 degree arching runs.
Each season I marvel at them. Each season I can't wait for the 3 week period to arrive. The big bulls are not always easy to locate even during the spawn, and even harder to find after. They are to me, one of the prettiest fish found anywhere and fight beyond their size. I am often left wondering why they are practically shunned by fly fishermen. Sadly associated with the edge dwelling dinks which are the target of beginning fishermen. Many fly fishermen dismiss them and never even see what a mature bluegill looks like when brought to hand.
Give it a try....but be carefull.
When a Summer Bull like this completely engulfs a #2 Gurgling Wog? You may find yourself eyeing up those hazy, humid summer evenings a tad bit differently in the future.
Your grass may never get cut.