Here’s a pair of toothy critters we caught on Friday night. A suspending super rogue run high over the tops of the weeds on a short line was the ticket. Butch had his eyes closed when we snapped the pic of the muskie. Not because he was shy instead I think it had more to do with the fact that the fish had chomped down on 3 of his fingers and he was trying to meditate his way into his “happy place” while I was trying to take the photo. The poor guy bled like a stuck pig for about 30 minutes. Then the pike happened along and took his mind off his blood loss. Both fish were in the low 40’ish range. I apologize for the blurry pics. Apparently the muskie managed to splash a lone water drop on the lens and I didn’t notice until later in the evening.
November 5, 2007 at 5:04 pm
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