This colder weather has the fish snapping and the fishing tonight was nothing short of epic!

As Ange Harclerode and I arrived at the river we could hear sirens and see the flashing lights indicating an imminent release of water from the dam. The scheduled release rate was 50,000 cfs. Our timing could not have been better.

The Howling North wind was bitter against our faces and the dropping temperatures made our hands numb… I landed a walleye right away and then this beast (Picture below) hit my lure 10 feet away.

I watched it come up a slurp it down. Then it went crazy! It bit me on my leg as it was thrashing around the shore. If i had not been wearing waders, I’d be wearing stitches! A beautiful 41″ musky measured with the help of my stepson Christopher Brown. This was my personal best, only the second one I’ve caught ever. The first one was a year and a day ago on the same stretch of river.

After helping me land the fish Ange returned to his spot and promptly landed two beautiful Walleye, both were released. One was about 18” and the other fish was a dandy. That fish was 22” to 24” long and thick as a brick. This is a true lunker anywhere. We released her after a quick photo session.

The next cast Ange hooked some kind of river monster or something a fought it for a long time when the fish was 10 feet away the hooks straightened out and the monster was gone. We never saw what it was. This was a very special evening on the river I felt blessed to be there.

41″ Musky caught while Walleye fishing with very light tackle and using 1/4 oz. stick baits. This one fell victim to the Bagley bait I product tested last week… great lure!

Teeth! The damn thing went nuts and bit me on my waders. If I wasn’t wearing waders I’d be having stitches. This is my River monster!

I held this fish in the shallows kind of awestruck and amazed all at the same time. What a creature!

Saying good bye to my new friend… I hope she grows up bigger for next year!

Ange Harclerode with a lunker Walleye close to 24″ — with Christopher Brown.

My personal best Musky. One year and a day since I caught my last one on the same stretch of river.