The next day found us on a different section of river. Without knowing what lay ahead we eagerly set off armed with a little bit of knowledge and a lot more questions. At the bottom of a large riffle the water deepened out and we found ourselves feeling the good vibes. Sure as shit we got a follow by a big fish. Again we anchored in the area and fished the hell out of the area with nothing to show for it. At the bottom of the next riffle the water erupted twice but we got no Muskie love. As we emerged from some islands there was a large house along the bank and a strangely sloped appendage on the side. As we got closer it became clear that this was a huge 3 story water slide!
The sign behind the boat had it named the Redneck Yacht club. Too f***ing funny. The remainder of the float was empty except the occasional smallmouth. We finished early and were in a bit of a pickle about what to do with the few hours we had left. We could float the bottom section of yesterday’s water that we didn’t hit that hard or walk down to the where we knew there were two fish and have another go at them. We finally decided to return to the spots of the morning. At the head of the pool a bit above where we moved the fish this morning I got an explosive refusal on my first cast. Two casts later the line came tight and fish number two was in the books.
Muskie number 2
By this time my bud was getting disheartened while he had moved 4 fish and hooked one he hadn’t landed anything. We’ve all been there and it sucks. We headed down to the second spot and I felt good about his chances but didn’t say anything. He fished it hard and nothing happened in the area where the fish was that morning. It was going to be a long walk out and drive home but he keep fishing it through. Then just like in a story his line came tight. This one was big. After a few nervous moments and a couple of minutes this beast came to shore.
The beast. It had about 8 1/4" fangs on either side of its lower jaw. Would not want to be a fish in the receiving end of that.
After high fives we hiked back to the car for the 4 hour drive home and a few hours of sleep before we headed south to the coast. On the way home we stopped at a gas station and saw this strange set up across the street.
Some kind of toilet bowl and bathtub flower arrangement