depths…jaws wide open and gills flared…clamp right down on his lure! What a heart stopper! Risberg thought that, at any moment, this musky would go berserk and tear everything up, but it just laid there motionless. The pistol was close at hand so, while he had the chance, Robert grabbed the gun and shot, causing the big musky to make a violent death spiral straight down towards the bottom. Risberg was trying to pressure the musky back to the surface but he couldn't budge it, almost as if it was stuck on a stump or something. And then assistance came in the form of John Fleming. Noticing his predicament, Fleming, who had been guiding nearby, came over and got into Risberg's boat, rowed over to the fish' and freed it with the oar. As it turned out, the musky had lunged away from the boat so fast, and with so much velocity towards the bottom, that the musky had burrowed its head deep into the soft, sandy bottom. For a number of years John had a lawyer for a guide client who enjoyed fishing with him so much that, upon arranging a fishing trip to Canada's Hudson Bay for himself, he flew John up to join him. It was said that a national outdoors magazine, like Outdoor Life or Field & Stream, once did a story about John during the '40s or ‘50s. It was probably around 1960 that John pretty much retired from guiding until a young teen named Art Gross rekindled Fleming's interest in getting back on the water. Not really wanting to take him out at first, once John learned that Art was Katherine Moretti's grandson (one of his favorite clients from years back), John agreed to come out of retirement just for Art.
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