As the Twitter update says, Oly (the real fisherman of the bunch) and I limited out. We had to try some different presentations as every day was a bit different, but here’s a fish story until I get the pics on Monday:
Oly’s 41-inch muskie: For the first time in 13 years, we decided to rent a guide to show us some new spots on the lake Tuesday. We found one point on Osbourne where the slight wind was blowing in, and Jason said he had a 50-inch muskie. Oly throws his jig out there and WHAM, the muskie took it and ran. Since Jason was trying out a brand-new boat, nobody loaded the net. Now you’re probably thinking, buh-bye muskie. Guess again. That 4-lb test line he uses is very damn tough. Not only did it survive being in the muskie’s mouth and wrapped around, but it survived Jason’s first miss trying to grab it. We did get it in the boat, and there’s a couple good pics of it.
As for the weather, about the only thing missing was the 80-degrees that we had the first year up (in 1996; that week also saw snow up there). We had absolutely everything else – calm, sunny and warm; thunderboomers; snow; wicked wind (was a cast-iron bitch to dock the boat Thursday night; our usual boatman’s with the futsal team in Guatemala right now).
It’s good to be back in the land of cheese and beer (even though I brought back a 12-pack of Labatt Maximum Ice).