And *that’s* the reason we kept a muskie bat in the boat.
And *that’s* the reason we kept a muskie bat in the boat.
Ken
BBI: ...”you better not forget the safe word because shit's about to get weird”...
revchuck38: ...”mo' ammo is mo' betta' unless you're swimming or on fire.”
Topwater Pike and Musky is bucket list stuff for me. I have yet to get to witness that explosion firsthand. 2024 is the year!
Sounds like an amazing trip!
It was a great trip. Just toss a noisy topwater bait into junky looking little coves with rocks and reeds and keep throwing it. Eventually something will happen. LOTW is loaded with nice muskies. And I think the pike fishing is getting better all the time.
You'll get one.
In a sort of ghastly simplicity we remove the organ and demand the function. We make men without chests and expect of them virtue and enterprise. We laugh at honour and are shocked to find traitors in our midst. We castrate and bid the geldings be fruitful.” ― C.S. Lewis, The Abolition of Man
No muskie batting on LOTW. They have to be 54" to even think about keeping one. We've caught several high 40's fish over the years. A couple low 50's is all. A 54" is truly a fish of a lifetime, even there IMHO.
First of our "big" muskies. 48" fat Fall fish. Graphite reproduction. Caught (and released) on a snowy, windy, cold late September day on LOTW waaaayyy back in 2003. I spent most of the day huddled as deep inside my big Gore-Tex parka as I could get.
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In a sort of ghastly simplicity we remove the organ and demand the function. We make men without chests and expect of them virtue and enterprise. We laugh at honour and are shocked to find traitors in our midst. We castrate and bid the geldings be fruitful.” ― C.S. Lewis, The Abolition of Man
In a sort of ghastly simplicity we remove the organ and demand the function. We make men without chests and expect of them virtue and enterprise. We laugh at honour and are shocked to find traitors in our midst. We castrate and bid the geldings be fruitful.” ― C.S. Lewis, The Abolition of Man
Three of us spent last week chasing bonefish in the Bahamas. Had a great time. Caught fish from small ("that fish still has milk on its lips") to a big ten pounder.
Here's my largest, by guide's estimate "eight, maybe nine pounds - - - call it nine". Maybe accurate, maybe fishing for a bigger tip?
And if there's any doubt from the photo, no, I did not get sunburned.
On the ragged edge of the world I'll roam,
And the home of the wolf shall be my home - Robert Service
Trout season starts here tomorrow.
I went out this morning to get a license and
every license terminal in town is mysteriously
out of order. Maybe tonight, or tomorrow they'll
be working.