I had two great guys out with me over the weekend for some musky on the fly fun.  The trip started off slow not seeing any musky but as afternoon approached the first musky appeared out of nowhere tagging Trent’s fly.  Well she didn’t stay buttoned so there was a lot curse words and stomping of the feet. It hurts so bad to lose a musky.  About a hour later we slid into a really good hole and BAM Trent hooks another, this fish was hooked well and Trent did a great job fighting her to the boat.  40 inches of a mean eating machine rested in my net and Trent had his first musky on the fly what feeling it is.  Congrats Trent you deserve it!  Now for Kenny (the other angler) I’m still working on getting his first musky.