And the ol’ heart was pumping a little “extra” when you’re “going for it”, wasn’t it!?!?! It’s like hooking into the devil and wondering if you’re going to get away with it this time too!? It’s a nervous excitement, for lack of a better description. LOVE IT!!!
I’ll never forget my first muskie…………….fight, fight, fight ……………….then, when going for the reach, another bursting headshake and it threw the lure loose from it’s mouth but right into the aluminum of my boat!!! My hand, my face………….it would’ve been ugly! The treble wasn’t deep into the aluminum, but in deep enough to hold the lure up and support the weight and rocking motion of the water! I was duely impressed………….and a bit frightened! A definite respect was established that day……………….and I’ve been hooked ever since!