So last night I went out to prep myself for an upcoming multi species trip on Tonka. It started out great by catching several really nice bass and a couple of pike. At the last few minutes of daylight, it was obvious that I would be casting for my pet Ski's and I did just that. I started working this really steep and deep edge and turned around to see the sun setting, so I turned around let my bait fall to the bottom and took this picture not knowing the chaos that was about to take place. With my bait resting on the bottom and knowing it is a deep spot that holds many muskies, I decided to crawl my lure in the entire way and then bring it straight up vertically (this works very well for those that have the patients, there is no such thing as too slow). Well, this was one of those times that I had one come vertical with my bait, and when I flopped the bait on its side at the boat, the muskie rolled sideways and smashed my lure and then went airborn. All 47-48 inches of it was out of control and going ballistic (it was sweet). I got it away from the boat and resumed the battle when it came by the boat the next time the line simply broke, that's right, IT BROKE! Nothing Grinds my gears more than when my equipment falters, and this is my first time ever breaking 80 pound test on a ski. I just spooled the line on the real on Saturday and this was my first outing with it only to be dissapointed. So needless to say, he swam away with about $40 dollars in his mouth and left me simply shaking my head. To make it worse ( and I feel bad for the fish here) the darn muskie came up to the boat about 5 minutes later and jumped out of the water with my lure clanking in its mouth as it was trying to shake it off. I almost could have netted the darn fish. I had to leave after that. I had one more attack after that fish a few casts later and then called it a night. Many bass, pike and made my 20 minutes worth of muskie fishing memorable. Oh well, I got to see another great sunset! Keep on livin the dream Y'all!