WHAT ARE YOUR THREE MOST MEMORABLE MUSKIES CAUGHT??FIRST?LARGEST??WHAT…
ME
FIRST ONTARIO LEGAL,FIRST LEGAL EVER..(OVER 40)1988'BUCKTAIL,SWIPED THE FOLLOW OFF MY PARTNER,FISH SHOT OUT OF THE WATER LIKE A ROCKET..4 OR 5 FEET..
SECOND..CATCHING MY BIGGEST THORN FISH 46.5 TROLLIN A 10"SKUNK BELIEVER IN LATE FALL BY MYSELF..
THIRD..47.5"MURRAY TIGER ATE A 10"SILVER SUICK WITH A 4"GRUB TAIL IN THE WASH HAND TROLLING..
SORRY….HAD TO USE FOUR…..I`M NOT MUCH OF A NEEDLE IN A HAYSTACK MUSKY CHASER BUT MY MACATAWA FATTY WAS PROBABLY A CLOSE SECOND TO THE MURRAY TIGER…..JUST DID`NT EXPECT IT TO HAPPEN… 😯 ATE A 10"WHITE SUICK BY THE PIERHEADS HAND TROLLING..
YOURS..???
Man that's tough! I think I'm too obsessed with these fish because there are too many that are all tied for most memorable… here are some notable though.
First musky- 36" caught on "The Snake" – a homemade surface crankbait my brother made that now hangs in my office. I can close my eyes and replay the mental video of that cool, quiet September morning deep in the UP, and that musky shattering the glass surface of the lake- first on the hit way at the end of a long cast, and then again when it took to the sky a moment later. I was one happy boy when I got to put my hands on that fish and take in the smell of my own musky for the first time. It was certainly a galvanizing event in my life!
Another memorable fish is special because it came on a trip into the NW Ontario mecca with my 2 brothers and dad and was a big fish at 48", but really cements its place because it was just an awe-inspiring take. I could see everything in the flat, dark water as the sQBurt came walking its way in between thick clumps of cabbage. Its hard to put into words, but the way the fish darted out of a cabbage patch and swallowed the lure from behind, completely inhaling the bait, was a picture I will never forget. The only words that came out as I watched it happen were a strained "holy cow" sort of under my breath. It wasn't a savage slash or a wild explosion, rather it was more just a nonchalant, swift stealth-like attack that was, well like I say I don't know how to describe it, but I can say that I would really enjoy seeing them eat like that more often.
The last one I'll share was more one of those "what in the world is going on" moments. I was twitching a Grandma out of sight in stained water when I felt a solid crack- like I had ripped the lure right into a stump. It immediately gave itself away as a fish though as it pumped and sounded for deep water. The fight was unlike any I had ever experienced, the power was so unbelievable, drag peeling run after run, it just did not seem right and I could not come up with a logical explanation for how I had hooked into an underwater freight train. After a long time, the fish finally started to tire enough that it was coming near the surface so we could at least see what we were dealing with, and the first thing to come into view in the turbid water was a TAIL- with the back hook of my grandma firmly in place right in front of the dorsal fin!! My first emotion was pure disappointment that I did not have a world record musky hooked in the corner of the mouth, but my shock and confusion finally cleared enough to realize that this was still one BIG musky tail! Amazingly the hook held under all that stress and my good buddy was able to net that 51" monster, tail first. You can't imagine the power that a big musky has when hooked by the tail, something I will never feel again until I fish for Amazon River catfish or Columbia River sturgeon, or the million-to-one shot of hooking a musky there again!
Thanks for the topic Dave, I love stuff like this and the great story John E. Sox's shared a couple weeks back. Sure helps build the drive, and get me through until the next time I get to hit the water!!
Great topic Dave.
First muskie, on Budd lake 15 minutes into my very first muskie trip!
Man this stuff is easy…… LOL. NOT
Second, my first fish over 40" Lake of the woods caught on a figure 8, then I gracefully fell out of the boat as I was releasing her. (somehow that was caught on video, but has since been lost [smilie=bs.gif] )
third was a 45.5" pig I caught trolling on Sanford by myself. That was a cool fish just because I knew she was there, after 3 different days of following my lures, I made the right call and trolled her up.
Since I've only been fishing for them since Oct 07, I don't have a lost of history. And I've only fished Murray, but still have some great memories. I was alone, so I was unable to measure length on any. I did weigh them in the net, and then subtracted the net weight.
First, 1-12-08, 25 lbs caught on a fuzzy duzzit. Memorable because it's my largest so far, and that the lake was open in mid January!
Second, 11-27-07, 20 lbs, caught on a spoonplug while trolling. Really fought hard.
Third, 12-06-07, 21 lbs, caught on a spoonplug while trolling. Memorable that even though the water temp was 37 degrees, the fish were aggressive. Went 3 out of 4 that day.
Great topic! Thanks for the opportunity to share……….Charlie
My first of course,after trying and trying and getting a few follows I finally got a 40" Thornapple fish(this was on a sucker minnow)
2nd was my largest to date a 46" out of Osterhout
3rd was Diamond Dave of the "NIM" jumping into the water to revive
a fish.Meanwhile the kid and Dave's expensive boat were drifting
towords a rocky shoreline.Um,…Dave,……I dont know how to start
this thing! LOL!!
Well I will share something with you now that not a lot of people know about. For me there is one that stands out being both the first and the biggest I have caught to date. Pimp and I were on our first Wisconsin/UP boys only musky trip. Having officially declared ourselves as MUSKY FISHERMEN we had yet to validate that with an actual catch because well, we sucked. After five days of pounding Lac Vieux Desert and then a few others we decided to try Chicagon. We fished there for a few days dragging suckers and tossing the arsenal. As we sat one afternoon the sun started to drop and I said "Hey Dave were getting a photo shift on the water lets cast this rockbar" first cast with the ole' 8" perch Jake and she drilled it. After a reasonable battle for newbs and a destruction of the homemade cradle which we had deemed sufficient Pimp hand landed with no glove my first Musky. We sticked her at 50" and I honestly think she was a little more but we were so flabbergasted by it that we just wanted her back in the water and a few pics later she was. So that is what I have been trying to top for years now is the first one, it was so picture perfect I doubt even a bigger fish could outshine that moment.
Number 2 was the 46.5 that I smoked on the Big Manistee River while targeting Muskies. Its always awesome but when it comes together like you plan in your head its even better.
Number three was a 36 incher on Budd. I had fouled my 10" Nils in a big clump of weeds and I was so mad I reeled down as far as I could on it and ripped it out like I wanted to break the rod that fish shot out from underneath the lure and hit it so hard I almost pooped myself, it then proceeded to just peal line and wrap up in the trolling motor. Eventually it came over the back and was CPR'ed but man what a fight!! Of course any one who has fished Budd in the fall cant help but think of Muskies every time they smell burning leaves 😀
Thats it for me…
Kevin
First muskie for me was 4 years ago on Thornapple. It was a cold and blowing day in the beginning of the season. I was using pretty much bass size equipment throwing a Mepps Musky Killer. We were in the river to get away from the elements, and I tied into a 30 incher. Oddly enough it is still my biggest Thornapple fish, although I lost a pig out there at the boat a couple years ago.
My first Michigan legal fish was a great moment for me. I had been fishing in Mid October in Indiana on a 4 day trip with a buddy. After three and a half days of cold rain/snow mix and 20 mph winds and only a couple follows, we decided to head back home and hit Austin for a little on the way. The weather was still awfully cold and raining, but after 30 minutes I had a small fish attempt to eat my Manta at the boat. I was excited as it was the first fish that attempted to eat in 4 days. About 15 minutes later after a full cast and a few pulls of the Manta it stopped dead. I set the hook and immediately saw a pretty good fish. The fight was nothing special, and it was in the net a minute later. However, I felt very grateful for the fish, especially after how the previous few days went.
My most memorable fish was caught earlier this year. I had a goal to catch a natural reproducing fish, and was lucky enough to do so on the I-Chain. I had fished these waters for 4 days last year without a follow. This my buddy John and I went up for the outing and arrived a day early. The first day we didn't catch or see a thing. The next day (Friday) we fished for a few hours with nothing but a pike to show. Then I finally saw my first muskie from the beautiful I-Chain, and it was an absolute train. The largest muskie I've ever seen, it flared its gills and opened it's mouth behind my big glider, then slowly sank away. That fish alone made my day, but the day only got better. A couple hours later we went back to the cabin for lunch, and refreshments. We decided to get back at it and as we were pushing the boat away it began to downpour. We almost went back to the cabin, but decided to tough it out for a couple hours. When we got to our first spot, the rain began to slow and it wasn't too bad. After about 10 minutes of casting, I threw my same glider that moved the pig earlier in the day (on a different lake on the chain). I let it sink for about 5 seconds and then after the 2nd pull I felt a sharp pull. I set the hook and immediately felt some big headshake's. I told my buddy get the net ready I think I've got a good one!!! About 20 yards away the fish came up and I knew it was my PB. After a few good runs, the fish went smoothly into the net. It was 47 inches of natural beauty!!! It was definitely my proudest moment as an angler!
Since there's no way I could come up with a top three or even a top ten, here's one that makes the top 50 that I shared with Nstagator while we were out fishing the other night…
20 some years ago with my youngest brother on Thornapple we were casting some open water burning deep diving cranks. It was the middle of the day, you know, when you kinda get lazy about everything. We were both just going through the motions when a fish crushed his crank about eight feet out. The rock of the boat on hookset made me look to the back deck and just then an upper 40" fish exploded out of the water in an eye level cartwheeling jump. Much to my dismay, I see cartwheeling fish and one of MY St Croix rods in mid-air and heading for the water attached to a mad muskie 😯 😯 😯 😯
With a hail Mary stretch-grab my brother catches the last couple inches of rod handle as the fish splashes down. Fortunately, because I don't think he could have held the rod with the fish pulling, the fish and the crank parted ways upon re-entry. He just looked at me, white as a ghost, partly because the fish scared the bejesus out of him and partly because he knew that I was about to yell at him…
I think we should start a memorable muskie section in the newsletter every month to use some of these stories!
I'll try to hold this down to the reader digest version. Six of us go up to the Chip in WI. now for about 20 years. The first 3 years my buddies father-in-law and I just fished for smallies and walleye. So this one year they talked me into taking a musky rod, quick-set rig and 2 suckers. They explained what to do (but they didn't tell me everything). We have this sucker sitting out and we were casting for walleye. 2 clicks go off the bait clicker, I get the rod out of the holder, crank down to the water and set the hook. Come up with everything I got and the rod stops at my knees like I hooked a stump. This fish goes nuts up and down the side of the boat (it's only 30") I got it into the boat (something they forgot to tell me not to do). It started floping from one end of the boat to the other trashing everything in it's way. The quick-set came out and stuck in the carpet of the boat, I stepped on the treble with the heel of my shoe and was stuck there. I was able to reach the fish and get it under control, the picture of it was by my other ankle. I had enough reach to get it over the side for a good release. (This musky was not hurt in making this 3 Stoogies Movie!
My 2nd was at Hudson 2 years ago. Threw a Tallwacker about 2 feet from the shore. I watched her roll over on it and take it in her mouth sideways. had a real good hook set on her, she made three good runs on me. My partner netted her, she kicked the bait out and I reached down to pick her up. At the same time she decided to come up, nailed me in the thumb. Now my thumb is thrubing and I'm bleeding like a stuck pig. I got a hold of her put her by the tape in the back of the boat, that tape is only 42". Her nose was aganist one side of the boat and her tail cruled around the other side. Mike asked me how big she was and I guessed 47". I figured I'd get a picture and measure her on the release by the 56" tape on the side of the boat. As I turned around she did a head shake on my sore thumb, I lost my grip. She landed on the back deck with me holding on to her tail and I watched in slow motion as she slipped into the water and swam away. No picture and this fish haunts me to this day. I measured the boat width where I measured her and it's 51.5". So I guess she was a little over that, but I always say she was 47"
My 3rd is the fish in the Avatar. Last July at 6:30 AM,at Hudson I'm pulling a crank/twitch bait down the side of the boat. Half way down the side of the boat, I'm about to go into my figure8, when I see this huge head pop out from under the boat. I kept a eye on her and started my figure 8. All of a sudden her gills flaired and she took off. I came around in the figure 8 and we meet in the middle. BOOM, what a explosion. I kept her on a short leash and she was in the net in about 2 minutes. 46" and a huge head. O.K. kids no more stories it's time for bed! Steve
This is a fun thread, but really difficult to single out 3 most memorable. I pretty much remember every detail of every fish I've ever caught.
I guess my most memorable was about 3 years ago on LSC. Luckily there were 3 of us in the boat. One of them had never been muskie fishing before, so we had been lowering his expectations for action. About an hour into the trip, my buddy hooked a 40+" fish on a Baby Shallow Raider. I started reeling my Mag Bulldawg as fast as I could to clear my line and about 4 feet from the boat I saw a nice fish smash it. I couldn't believe it, a double!! We netted mine first and then coaxed his in also. Hooks weren't too difficult on his, but mine had to be cut. Both fish were right about the same size ~43", though mine was definitely fatter. 🙄 We have video, but in the interest of trying to get the fish back in the water safely, we didn't get to take a picture of them together.
#2
About 5 years ago my father-in-law and I were in the North Channel of LSC. Though he'd lost a few fish on previous trips, he still hadn't got his 1st muskie in the boat. He was "bulging" a black-nickel bucktail spinnerbait. When he got it back to the boat a huge fish appeared at boatside and gently "nipped" at the back of his bucktail. He didn't get a good hookset, but the fish was on. I've caught high 40" fish and I'm confident this one pushed 50". We got her to the boat 3 times, but struggled getting the fish to the net in the current. After the 3rd time the fish rolled and the hooks came out. I relive that moment just about every time I'm out on the water. Until he got his 1st at Hudson 2 years ago, I teased him that he was just being too damn picky!
#3
1996, fishing with the same buddy as in #1 on Lake Kinkaid in Southern Illinois, it was near the end of the day with lots of follows and some huge bass, but no Muskies in the boat. I'd never caught, nor seen one at this point. Near dark, he was fishing a big white flatfish near a laydown. All of a sudden the boat rocked and he hooked into a decent fish. The fish erupted out of the water and tailwalked across the water what seemed like 20feet. Then went under and erupted out of the water again for another 10feet. After it broke water the third time, he was finally able to keep it under control and we got it in the net. A nice 37"er. This was the first Muskie I'd ever seen caught and is still the most acrobatic fish I've ever seen. This one is permanently burned into my memory and it got me hooked on this sport for life. Maybe I should have called this one #1. Oh well.
My wife thinks it's amazing how I can remeber every detail of each fish I've caught or seen caught, but I can't remember what she told me 20 minutes ago to get at the store! [smilie=2thumbsup.gif]
Tough, but here is the synopsis….
1. First trip after I graduated college had some money and FREEDOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Started at Campau, to Thorn, to Hudson to Lake George, to Webster, to Barbee, and the Tipp. 45" Webster…ole tackle box 14" sucker. Best hook set of my life and a hard fighting fish, I was all alone. Watched the whole thing go down followed in a magnum bulldawg. Got her in, netted, and off in short time. Multi fish trip, caught a fish from every lake except for Tipp (of course). All by myself. FREEDOM!!!!!!! i want that back…. [smilie=ballchain.gif]
2. 42" Murray November – first fish over 40 in Murray and in November 2004 or 05. Followed hot on west bay 12' took 4 turns before she hit, I was just tickled that I got her to go. Fat.
3. Not mine, but first big fish on Thorn caught by my partner 49×23. Absolutely smashed a suick in or faces, last tug, came from under the boat. Hand landed, no net, blood. Inexperience, but that fish has changed me for life. November fish…Beautiful sunny day.
1. My most memorable fish/moment was a double I had with my younger brother. We were fishing opposite sides of the boat, as we always do. He hooks a fish, and two strips later I hooked one as well. 79" of muskie in matter of a couple seconds. Definitely something I will never forget.
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2. A first cast fish from a couple summers ago. We had waited for some heavy storms to roll out before starting for the day. You could still hear thunder in the near distance. It wasn't a big fish, but my only first cast fish so far.
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3. Our first good fish from Murray caught by my younger brother after getting our butts kicked there many times. It closed the distance quickly and ate boatside, for both of us to see in that clear water. I can still picture it like it just happened.
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I'll bite…
#1 has to be my first muskie ever. Murray lake 2008, in may. I had never caught a muskie before and wanted to catch one, didn't matter how big, just to say I had caught one. So armed with the gear I used for cranking for kings and no joke a couple big rapalas and some mepps muskie killers I went to murray not knowing much of anything about muskie fishing. I started casting the weed flats on the far east shore and low and behold an hour into my first attempt ever at catching a muskie a fish eats a black and silver muskie killer way out from the boat. Not just any ole fish too, this fish is huge, at least to me at the time. I can still see that big yellow fish wallowing out away from the boat. I had with me an oversized salmon net and knew enough to net the fish and leave it in the water, measured the wish in the water as best I could. 42" and thick like your typical murray fish. I let it go and thought wow this muskie fishing stuff is pretty easy and pretty cool. It was really a life changing moment and I wish they came that easy now!
#2 is prolly the fish in my avatar 46.5" and super thick. I had made my way up to Antrim county for the first time ever. I was stoked to fish these famous muskie lakes I had read about but all I had been told is how tough they are go get fish on and super low densities. Chris Musselman joined me to show me around, we launched on a super gray rainy day, perfect weather and started working some shoreline weeds. Well 45 minutes in to my first attempt ever in Antrim county and i'm twitching a little claw just hoping to see a muskie or catch a pike for dinner and I see a huge push of water to the side of my bait then a huge white mouth as that tiny little claw dissapears. We land the fish, take pictures and got it right back where it dove back down immediately healthy as could be.
#3 would have to be a sequence on murray in fall of 2011. Fishing with swanezy and scoot. We had been fishing for about 3 hours and moved a couple lazy fish off the edges but nothing too exciting. I had put on scoots cisco hellhound even though I had the same bait cuz his just seemed to swim better. Anyways not even paying attention or watching my bait which is a cardinal sin with a glider a 44" fish smashes it and I catch it, sweet! I ask scott if he wants his lure back and he says no for some reason. Well 30 minutes later I'm dancing the hellhound super wide just under the surface and see a huge wake coming at mach speed behind it, I sped the bait up and the fish overtakes it and just unloads on it, after a tense battle I've got my still current inland lake PB at 47" in the net caught on my friends lure!
1 – June of 2010, Austin Lake. I was fishing with a Viper Topwater up near the North end of the lake. I eased up to the pfizer discharge and tossed the Viper up as close to the churning water and shore as possible. The bait lands perfectly right at the base of the pipe. I was barely paying attention and almost before I can start trying to work the bait back something just explodes on it, but I missed it. I'm cursing myself, thinking I just missed a nice fish and surely it won't come back again. I reel it back in and chuck it back up there again, the cast is perfect again, it hits the water in nearly the exact same spot, and would'nt you know the fish explodes on it again. The bait flies out of the water, no hooks in the fish, again. Now I'm really annoyed, no action all morning and now I just missed the same fish twice. Now I'm really doubting this fish will come back again, but cast again. Cast is slightly off but still right in the discharge water, and much to my amazement the fish hits again, and misses again! This is three staright casts to pretty much the exact area and three misses. Obviously this fish is positioned right at the base of the pipe and just attacking anything that comes by. I had to reposition the boat a little, then I made a fourth cast, and again almost as soon as it hits the fish hits again for a fourth time, but this time it's hooked. After a nice battle I netted a beat up 44". About a month after that I caught the same fish in the exact same spot on a Hellhound.
2- Long Lake fall of 2010. I was fishing a regular-sized glitter oil bulldawg, I had just finished a retirieve and went into a figure eight with nothing spotted. I'm lifting the bait out of the water and just as the whole entire dawg gets out of the water a feisty 36" comes flying out of the water and smashes it, flying into the side of the boat and all. That fish put up one of the fiercest battles a small fish has ever put up for me. He wanted that dawg bad.
3- I'm torn on the third, my brother's first and my cousin Vince's first were both pretty special, but I'll have to go with my PB. I put an insane amount of time into fishing late last year with the goal of getting one more 50" for the season. Countless skunks, especially in early November, were really starting to take their toll. I'm fishing one Saturday with about 6 out of state boats also on the lake, just getting more and more frustrated when I look down and the largest sucker I had was freaking out. It starts swimming towards the surface and all of a sudden I see this giant playing with it. It's the same fish (I assume) in the same spot I had seen her in a few times throughout the fall. She chases for a minute and slumps away. I mark the spot on the GPS, and look at the moon calendar. Either moonrise or moonset was at 3:30pm or something, about 1.5hrs away. I left the area and decided to come back then. 3:30p hits and I'm working over that area again and wouldn't you know the big sucker gets grabbed. I didn't see the fish but just knew it was her. I hook into her and after the hardest battle I've ever had with a fish she comes unhooked milliseconds before entering the net. I just sat down in my boat and did'nt say anything or do anything for about 20 minutes. I wasn't even mad, or really sad, just kind of emotionless. I didn't really know how to react. As bad as the last month had been, to have what I had worked so hard for slip out of my hands at the last possible second was disappointing to say the least. I only told a few people the story and every time someone asked me how big I thought it was I said around 52". I knew she was bigger than 50", but I knew she wasn't much bigger than that.
Fast forward a couple weeks to December. I get to the lake and theres at least 3-4 boats already out fishing. One of my biggest flaws as a fisherman is I sometimes let things like that get to me. I launch the boat, and my motor won't start. I can't figure it out for the life of me. It ran great all year, now won't start. I finally give up, put in the troller, and head out to the lake. I begin fishing but within minutes go back to messing with the motor. I'm stumped and getting annoyed when I guy up on shore yells "did you check the kill switch?" . I told him of course I had checked the kill switch (which I hadn't). The boat was new to me as of June of 2013 and I really had never payed attention to the kill switch, or where it even was. I look and sure enough, the kill switch was swtiched off. I switch it and fire up the motor feeling like the worlds biggest idiot. I motor over to where I lost the big girl, wondering how the morning could get much worse. All of a sudden another guy from shore yells at me: "Hey, is that your green truck? Your head lights are on!". You have got to be kidding me I'm thinking. So I turn to pull up my suckers so I can go shut my lights off before my battery dies. I go to pull the first rod up and it feels like it is snagged, I go to give it a yank and off it takes. I just knew once again it was her. This time she still put up a nice fight, but not as hard as the first time. I luckily net her and instantly forget all my trouble that morning and of the last two months. Even more lucky was Tom Munson happened to come motoring up as I caught her, because my camera batteries were dead. She was 52.25 and thanks to Joe Fittante I now have her on my wall. I went back to the truck only to find my battery is dead, so I said screw it, and went back out and fished the rest of the day.
Sorry for the extremely long story.
My first would be a 33" caught in Budd lake casting a big white bass spinnerbait. That one really got me hooked
#2 is a 44" caught in the propwash on a firetiger super shad rad in 14' of water right in front of the 400 club on st.clair
#3 was caught in canadian waters of st clair with the guy who taught me how to musky fish. He told me to always have a lure out the same color as the water and the water that day had a green tint to it. It wasn't even in 5 minutes and we had a pig on it. I miss fishing with ole musky mario. Just not enough time now that the kids are older
My Most memorable three are different then most of you guys. My personal best musky casting is a 47 inch Kingston lake fish caught on the first Lure I ever made. The old tan perch Little Claw. Michelle and I were fishing Kingston in 2004 and raise this real nice fish just before dark near a deadhead surrounded by cabbage. I had trouble sleeping that night . We got up at first light and the lake was like glass, we had the entire lake to ourselves. Light fog was on the water. Michelle sat in her chair as we quietly moved towards the spot. She said okay Mr. King catch your fish. She pounded the Little claw on my second cast. The picture is as it was. I looked like hell from no sleep.
My second most memorable was by personal best trolling caught on a Talonz Slasher while fishing with my wife and Cooper and Tristan Smith on their boat. That 53.5 inch St. Clair Musky was the only fish of the day.
My third most memorable was more of a day then a fish. 2010 Michelle and I put 15 muskies in the boat in one day on Lower Crooked trolling a mix of our baits and Lokes. This fish ate two lokes. Here the pics in order.
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This is a great thread. I haven't been at this long but I'm lucky enough to have experienced a few great fish caught. Both of these fish were caught by my best friend who now lives in Seattle and can no longer fish Muskies…
1. Our first fish ever was a beast. Late summer night and we we're fishing on Skegemog. We had three guys in the boat and two of us were throwing small bucktails for pike and the third guy was my buddy Mac who refused to take off his Blue fox vibrax musky buck. (Now known as Burt Reynolds because it looks very similar to his mustache). Mac's stubbornness paid off when he sets the hook hard into what looked to be a log, but turned out to be a monster skegemog beast. The fight lasted a tremendous amount of time with the fish making several runs while pulling the boat before we got her into our "salmon net". She was caught on 14lb mono and it was the greatest day of my life. it was amazing putting my hands around her tail. I have yet to see a fish like that again (except for a big girl who showed up twice last year on skegemog). I can't wait to catch another one.
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2. The second fish was with Will as a guide. This was probably the longest day that I have ever fished. Mac and I hired Will to take us out on Skegemog and proceeded to get our ass kicked all day in 80 degree clear skies hounded by the sun. I've never had more fun or been more miserable at the same time. After an excruciating day of fishing and been sore and tired (I slept 3 hrs the night before because I was awake excited to fish). With our night winding down and the sun starting to set on the horizon Will sets us up on what was probably he last spot of the night. I didn't want to fish anymore and neither did Mac; he was in the back of the boat and made a cast with a bucktail and sat down on the side of the boat and was barely cranking he thing. The fish hit hard a few cranks in and that adrenaline rush was the best feeling in the world after a 13+ hr day of fishing. Will netted the fish and gave us a great picture to remember it by.
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