yep, 7:30 p.m. Thursday night, I had just finished my 20th cast or so with a gold orange tailed bulldawg on a steep drop with the wind blowing nicely on it carrying me across the front of the break. A light rain was falling, the first in two weeks, a perfect night for muskies, in fact it set up to be one of the best we had seen in the last two weeks!!! Water temp was 69*, water drops from 5′ to 60′ in a short length and baitfish balled up all over what I had been over, then got the text “Big Bear Down, 911 SHOTS FIRED”.
Needless to say, I hooked the plug to the rod, fired up the Honda and ran back to the landing to get home to unhook the boat. Once there, I grabbed a couple of flashlights, extra batteries, boots, I thought the camera, jumped in the truck and headed north for the 35 minute or so drive to the home of my good friends parents deep in the Northwoods of WI.
By a little after nine, 8 or 9 of us has assembled to trek into the woods to find this black beauty that had been arrowed just after 7. We road in his brothers pickup truck the mile or so into the woods to where the trail into the bait started. Once back at the bait, one porky was climbing the tree next to the bait and another was sticking his quilled butt in the air at us from under one of the logs in the bait crib. We walked a little further to the luminock Al had left in the ground for us to find to start our track.
Once on the trail, blood wasn’t real easy to find, but there was just enough to keep us pointed the right direction!!! All of a sudden Al, who in the lead, said abruptly, whoa there it is!!! The black butterball was a mere three feet in front of Al, expired.
All right, all of that and I still don’t have permission from Al to put his mug in front of my fellow IDO’ers, so I am going to crop his pic until I get a chance to talked to him, but I will show the bear…
Mark
P.S. There is a big smile behind that white out!!!