Rewind to the #1 of 2 of the best spots on this run. Same scenario, a sun bathed mud bank, slow current, old log jam, no minnows darting about, a well placed fly and,, a giant fish slammed the fly! This fish I saw come from the wood and I knew right away that it was large. She spent no time thinking about the take. No sir, this one ate the fly with a vengeance and proceeded to try to teach me how to loose a big fish.
This Musky put up a tremendous fight but Dave was on the net and we had her in the boat in short order. Only when she came in close did I get a good look at the girth and length. A F-ing monster I think was the term used to describe her. We didn't weigh it or measure it. I'm content saying it was a very nice fish for the body of water we were fishing. I hope she recovers soon and makes a couple thousand new ones for the next generation. She'll be etched in my memory for a very long time.
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