The last couple of days I have been unable to update this site, which I apologize for. While I have been unable to update, the fish have still been biting.
Monday found myself back on Minnetonka to try tangling with a monster on a fly rod. Unfortunately for Jim Peters, my guest for the day, the wind was blowing too hard, which didn't allow for us to get the proper casting required to successfully fish for these toothy critters, not to mention the unfortunate event of breaking the fly rod. We soon switched to conventional methods, and had them jumping out of the water at our baits in no time. We didn't boat any on this particular day, but had many close calls and several fish chased us around which made things quite exciting for the conditions we were dealt with.
Today I hit the water with a couple of wonderful gentlemen named Jack and George. Jack has fished with me several times, and already experienced many battles, however it was George's first time after muskies. When we hit the water, Jack, put me to the test and said "If your so good, why don't you ever catch one," after explaining to him many times that I don't cast where the fish are sitting, he told me that he wanted to see what I was made of and catch one. Well I guess I must have lightened the mood some, because on our second spot I managed a nice low 40" fish and it got our morning off and running. We fished several more spots, seeing a couple more fish and having some blowups before returning to the spot where Jack caught his first muskie with me last year. When we got there he told George "I don't want to get you scared, but I will catch one here, because I caught one last year on this spot, and it's gonna happen again." Well needless to say, he was right. After a few casts (and backlashes) Jack had a nice fish scream to the boat, only to scare the crap out of us, and miss the bait at our feet. This fish was obviously very aggressive, because two casts later, from the same spot the fish slammed the bait and went instantly airborn. I must say it was quite a battle as the fish came out of the water several times, and put Jack's pacemaker to the test. It was a great battle, great fish, and Jack's personal best at 45".
This evening I went out to scout some new spots, finding many places that I will return, but the temptation of a fading sun and many big fish on proven spots, lead me to make a stop at a honey hole of mine. I have only caught 4 fish on this spot in the last 2 years, but they all measured over 50" which is incredible. It only took 3 casts and I was doing battle with this very very healthy and fat 52" monster. The ironic thing about this fish is that 2 summers ago I actually caught this same fish when it was 50 1/2" long, and it was on the same lure on the same exact spot. The reason that I know this is because of the distinct cut in it's tail. What a great couple of days on the water. Thanks to all who spent it with me Jim, Eddie, Jack, George, Matt, and Mike. Until Tomorrow, FISHON!!!