For the past several years I've been itching to catch a tiger musky. Their color patterns simply rock. I've been spoiled with many muskies since I was hooked with my addiction, but the waters that I fish very seldom yield a tiger. Mike and I always talk about switching it up and trying specifically for them, and last night we finally talked ourselves into giving it a shot.
For the sake of the small metro lake and the amount of viewers reading this I will not say the name of the water we chose. Joining Mike and I was his father Doug and our buddy Matt Hennen. I've never fished specifically for a tiger nor have I ever fished this particular lake. Since this was my first time, my game plan was to have all 4 anglers throwing a different bait and to cover the water very quickly. This was either a good idea, or we were very lucky, because 10 minutes into our evening we got attacked by a tiger. Doug was the lucky recipient, and a large spinnerbait triggered the strike. We all took turns admiring his prize and high fives passed around the boat. To say that I was excited was a total understatement! I think I'm now addicted to muskies twice - is that even possible?
Our evening started out with a bang but soon proved that we were probably 'lucky' instead of 'good.' We never saw hide nor hair of another 'ski over the next two hours of casting. Not that it mattered. We got what we were after. Like any muskie fishing, I'm considering it a success to land just one. When I started muskie fishing over a decade ago, it took me a year to land the first fish. To get our prize after just ten minutes doesn't seem fair. I'm thinking that the laws of muskie fishing will come back in to play soon enough, but for now I'm all smiles. Congrats to Doug for the nice Tiger, and thank you to everyone that helped to make my muskie opener weekend so special. Until the next muskie strikes, keep livin' the dream!