I will tell the story about this trip very soon, but until then, here are some pictures from this morning. Hopefully there will be more pictures from this afternoon. I will finish the story tonight......
So far, 3 in the boat, 44, 47 and 48". stay tuned for tonight's adventure.
Sorry for the delay in getting this story written, it has been a hectic couple of days with little to no time to sit at the computer.
When I arrived at the access on Thursday morning to meet Brett and his fishing buddy Dave, I knew that it was going to be one of those days. The conditions were near picture perfect, and with the recent success, I told the gentlemen that they were in for something special. It wasn't long after going over a few details with the boys as to how to run the bait and what to do after a strike, that we were in battle. We weren't sure how long we were going to be able to fish with the unstable weather and the storms approaching, so we were running and gunning at what seemed like record pace. After a couple of misses, the first battle was between Dave and 50" range muskie at boatside. Not that I want to keep dwelling on this for Dave's sake, but the 50"er won that battle. Soon after that we didn't have too many other issues besides the fast approaching lightning. In the last 3 spots that we fished, we managed a 44", a 47" and 48", one of which was Brett's first muskie (47). When they want to eat, they can eat, and we saw just how fast you can rack up the numbers. Unfortunately the lightning and heavy downpours pushed us off the lake. Definitely a good 2 1/2 hours spent on the water.
Our evening brought us ungodly high winds, which kept the fish active, but made for tough times controlling the boat. The two gentlemen on this night had muskie experience of their own, which got me excited to possibly land some fish with ease. Well, I think the one thing that I have learned several several times in the muskie fishing scene, is that there is never ease in catching the toothy critters. We saw several fish, putting the hooks into two that managed to get off, and seeing several others before the next hurricane rolled accross the surface of Lake Minnetonka. It came on so quickly that we managed to get half way back to the launch before it unleashed its fury which found us hiding underneath a bridge. After watching the white-out conditions from under the bridge we decided we had daylight left and planned to hit it once more when it passed through. This seemed to be a good idea, because surprisingly the fish were still active and it gave us several more sightings and attacks, not to mention the 52" monster at the top of the pictures that decided it wanted to have a photo shoot. Yet another giant that this lake keeps kicking out for our trips which I can't help but shake my head at in disbelief.
4 muskies in the boat, and 2 hurricanes. What a day. Fishon!!