Granny and I put another 24 hours in on the house and at 3 PM today we headed over to my friend Bob Butlers house. Butler is the Bob I’ve been floating with once a week pretty much all summer. Bob and his wife Janna live on a cool little lake not too far out of Hayward. We brought our boat over and joined them for an evening of fishing.
Bob has been “musky tormented” the last week on his lake. He’s run into the same big one a few times. On his first encounter with the large predator the beast stole a 12” largemouth bass off his friend’s line. Of course, not before towing them around for a few minutes. Since then, Bob’s seen the muskellunge twice while in the same spot hucking huge flies. But no luck getting the fish to eat. Instead, it surfaces and looks Bob in the eye – definitely giving him the fin.
It’s got to be intimidating having a musky, in a sense, stalking you. I’m teasing. But indeed, this fish needs to be caught. Neither Bob nor Granny have caught a musky on the fly so both were very intense with their fishing today.
Unfortunately, there were no musky catches or hook ups. Not even a sighting of the huge bass-eating trouble maker. However, the largemouth bass fishing was fabulous. Granny and Janna each fished poppers and caught a bunch.
We followed up the lovely evening on the lake with a brie that included fresh sweet corn and brats. Got to love living in Wisconsin!
It is Wisconsin and the Musky here do stalk people.