Friday as I'm at le baron getting my dad a fathers day gift, I get a call from my girlfriend saying that she cant make it to the dinner and I will have to watch the dog. Alright.... fishing is a possibility now. So my dad gets home and I said ok dad lets go. My dad replied with "no not tonight, you have the dog im tired, its ok we can go another day" I agreed with him but five mins later I realized how stupid that was, it was too nice not to go fishing. So I yell out "dad get changed Im hitching the boat up, the dogs coming too"
A half hour later we were on the water. I was fishing my fav weed line for some panfish. Not too many bites. So I decide to try out my new musky rod for the first time. As i'm reeling it in I decide to check out the action of my new lure and out of nowhere it appears. "Holy crap! Dad check it out!" so from watching many episodes of musky hunter i know i should be doing a figure 8 at this point and right at the top of the eight it hits. It was a good fight and it took us four tries to get it in the net but i landed it. My first Musky on my first cast on a new rod and lure! We weighed it in the net and it was just under 30lbs. I didn't get a measurement because i wanted to release it asap. I've been thinking about it ever since.
