Fall keeps delivering decent temperatures for fishing. Although a cloudy one, today touched 60° and I hit the water with Bob and his son Gibb. We saw a few muskies but none would eat.
The pike on the other hand, they always save the day and this afternoon was no exception. The pike devoured our huge muskellunge flies. They are fun to have around to give a tug when your search for the elusive ones doesn’t pan out.
I haven’t mentioned it but I fly to Baja on Friday. Its very possible today was the final Wisconsin fishing day of the season for me. I gave my farewell and sucked down Bob’s last Leiny Light from his Yeti. A perfect ending if it is indeed the end!
Gotta love the Pike!