Early morning:
Working a shoal bubble line into a cliff wall with nice depth, shadows, and timber. Pulsed a chartreuse prop bait, slashing and churning up a nice spray.
This fish erupts out of nowhere and launches up a straight vertical lunge, snatching the bait and suspended in air with its tail about 2 feet above the water!
I was carrying on and hollering so loud in disbelief, that I caught the attention of a few campers. Knox and I had a bank side audience as we photographed and released the fish.
Wound up spotting some Gorgeous smallies in the mid-day sun...a couple looked in the mid 20" range, and I was kicking myself for leaving I'm a hurry and forgetting the 6 wt.
Drove some miles and covered some more water...we spotted about 8 more Muskies----2 real bruisers---some sluggish, but I had a couple fired up fig8 turns on the fly.
Knox missed a heart aching chase-down and grab from a beastly dark colored musky in the last hour of daylight...that fish closed in on a 10 yard chase incredibly fast. That's the chaos you wait patiently for.
It was great to spend a day on the water with a good friend.
