[report]I've really only fished for musky casually.
Sure, I had the rods, lines and flies.
I'd fish a day here and there when Nemeth calls with a boat ride.
To be honest, I'm not even sure I "got it" until Saturday morning when my world was rocked for 10 seconds of fury.
I'd actually spent most of the morning trying to catch bass.
The fish came out of nowhere, ate my fly on the surface before arching back into the water.
My hookset was weak; I blame shock. The fish was gone in about five seconds.
But that's all it took...
and now I have to figure out how the hell I'm going to catch a musky, without a boat of my own and some pretty half-assed skills (that sure as hell isn't me casting up there) while also fitting in the rest that the fall season has to offer.[/report]
some people like Rocky Mountain Oysters... the rest wonder why they are eating balls. - Woolybug