Fished 11:30am until 9pm, water level and clarity good for Thorn, weeds progessing plenty since my last visit, should be topped out in most places soon depending on rains. Got a modest one in the early afternoon, and as often happens it was an isolated strike with mostly tough going before and after.

Then a good one taunted me in the evening, went back on her a while later and there she was again following close…yet in the gloom I could not see my lure…as I realized she slurped it in without me feeling any strike, and then as I tried tried to set the hook, she spit it out like a pumpkinseed in a millisecond, almost like something gave her a Heimlich maneuver as her big jaws and gills flared expelling it. She then glided by mocking me with what looked like a real humiliating smirk, and more efforts of course didn't give me another chance. I stayed up half the night replaying the lost opportunity in my mind, but that's musky fishing, and I'll be trying for that big gal again soon enough.