Last summer Granny worked hard to get our fixer-upper house here in Hayward, Wisconsin completely finished. This meant missing out on lots of fishing. It’s been great to get her out on the water almost every week this season between her work days. She has been enjoying it so much that today it was her that dragged me out of bed at 4:50 AM. The coffee was already made.
One fish she’s determined to catch is a muskellunge. Granny has a handful of days on the water trying for one over the years but with no luck. Since her shoulder surgery fall 2019 she has struggled to toss a big fly rod (necessary for muskies) for more than 30 minutes at a time without nagging pain making her musky plans a distant thought. But she’s spent time building back her strength and this year, specifically her casting endurance by practicing throwing my 9-weight Winston Salt Air regularly. Today she gave a 100% effort on a lake recommended to us by a friend.
Granny showed her new durability. She tossed the big stick at least several hours solid but her musky quest wasn’t answered today. It was a beautiful little lake and the fish were there. We witnessed some musky “gear” pros catch a couple. But not for us. The good news however, Granny’s pitching shoulder feels good tonight.
As for me, I made my share of musky casts as well while Granny enjoyed a Leinenkugel in the bow of the boat. I got musky skunked too but managed some mini largemouth and a perch. Granny will take tomorrow off but I’m headed out bright and early with Bob tomorrow – stay tuned.