The Musky went down as it charged the boat and it was all I could do to keep the line tight. Rob’s line was in and he had the net at the ready, being careful not to get in the middle of the tussle. The boat was moving toward deeper water, which was just fine with me, when I got my first good look at this fish. He had a lot of beef to him with nice big shoulders. I could see him under the surface violently shaking his head from side to side in an attempt to break loose from the 3/0 Owner Stinger treble hooks. The Musky was still pretty fresh as he came to the surface with head thrashing and gills flared. I pushed my rod tip down into the water in an effort to keep him from rocketing skyward. He stripped line from my reel as he led me around the boat a couple of times. All this time, Rob was at the ready with the net waiting for the opportune moment to scoop up this scrapping Musky. I finally got some control over the fish and led him into the waiting arms of my fishing partner…there is no substitute for a good net man. Rob calmly put the net in the water and in an instant the fight was over. As I started working to free the hooks from the Musky, Rob got on the radio and called for the judge boat because there wasn’t
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