It was getting towards the end of our trip and we anchored at a musky looking area about 50 ft from the boat ramp. We hammered the sunken trees hard putting about 40 casts into this 15 foot long section of shore. The guy I was with made a cast towards the middle of the river stumped to as why we hadn't seen a fish all day. I made another cast towards the timber. I was talking to my buddy when I started stripping my fly. One strip.....two strip....third str.....tight line. I quickly look back at my line and make two more fast strip sets and see the fish start to flare. I then peed my pants.
I am hooked to say the least. It was a nice musky around the 32 to 34 inch range. Not the biggest they get by any means, but I was still excited. It will be very hard to go back to 6 inch brookies (okay, I lie). Thanks to the guy I was fishing with for taking me out on his drift boat and show me the ropes to musky fishing. Here are the rest of the pictures from the day.
|Musky fly I tied and caught my fish on.|
|The guy I was with figure eightin his fly.|
|Gorgeous stretch of water we were on.|
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