performed the "dance of the lone Muskie angler" as I prepared to lead the Muskie into the net. The fish came up alongside the boat and swaggered right into the waiting net. I was pumped…The first fish of the season and within shouting distance of the dock. Leaving the fish in the net, I cut the hooks of the topper and prepared to measure and photograph my misty morning prize. It measured in at 32 inches…not a big fish but a nice way to start the season. After a picture or two the Muskie was back in the water and on its way. I took a deep breath, rearranged the boat, pulled up the trolling motor and motored off into what remained of the morning mist to see if the day had other Muskie adventures awaiting me… Tight Lines
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