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Created by Scott McKee Oct 31, 2018 at 1:09pm. Last updated by Scott McKee Oct 31, 2018.

Thank you, Jay!

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Things started out with a bit of bang today for Carrie and I and they ended with quite a shock.

We started the day casting in UN13.  On my first cast with a Bull Dawg, I had a very nice low forty something follow.  Good start.  After working the area over pretty well, we worked our way trolling, casting and jigging down the Chip past Boyer Creek.  We didn't see another fish down the west side.  On our run home we stopped to see if we could get the following musky to go.  Nope, but I did watch him porpoise ten feet from the boat and I'm almost positive he had a big smile on his face.  Like I said, "another fish".

I was done, but Carrie suggested we speed troll above Frenchman's upstream and then down and call it a day..  Why not?  On our downstream my 5" Wiley Musky King in Brown Pikie stopped dead.  I knew it was a decent fish. 

It's at this point when the story gets a little weird.  A bowling bowl dropped out of the sky and smacked my boat.  Or maybe another boat crashed into my ride.  I know there aren't any rocks here to hit.  Did I get hit the head with a golf ball?  I didn't think there was supposed to be any lightening today?  I blurted out in a half scream, "What the hell was that?", as a very nice musky was thrashing 70 or so feet behind my boat.

Something really odd had happened to me almost immediately after the fish hit.  It felt like someone hit me in the back of the head with a baseball bat knocking out a few fillings. What in the hell?  After a second I determined my implanted defibrillator had fired.  It's a miracle I didn't drop the rod or loose the fish.  At this point I was a little nervous and Carrie was really upset, but she did a great job composing herself and netted my 43" tiger musky perfectly.  This whole saga was viewed by a family of anglers anchored just above Frenchman's.

How's that for a daily double?

According to the cardiologist who checked my defibrillator tonight, my heart was in atrial fibrillation and was beating at 207 beats per minute when the device fired.  The funny things is I never felt my heart go into A-fib and my heart always beats a little faster when I have a decent fish on.  Apparently the whole episode lasted only twenty seconds.  207 beats per minute with a 43"?  What would a 53" do to me?  (I am willing to find out by the way.)

I refer to my defibrillator as "my beeper".  My Guardian Angel is more like it.  I love the Zippo lighter buried in my chest.  It's worth it's weight in gold and a whole bunch more.  This was the first time my beeper went off and the 43" is my biggest tiger yet.

I have always given my heart and soul to musky fishing.  Today musky fishing almost cashed them in.   I don't think I'll forget this fish for a very long time.  At least I hope so.  Good luck everyone.

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What a story!  I'm sure that was an incredibly frightening experience and we are all glad that you are ok and still leading us.  You apparently have been turned into a muskie catching cyborg.  My guess is that pretty soon you will figure out a way to hard wire the electronics in your chest into the GPS/Fishfinder on your boat and no musky will ever be safe again.  Absolutely beautiful tiger musky.  Congrats!

nice fish Scott

take it easy, but heck, my heart always jumps into my throat when they rip at it on a fast troll

Thanks Jay, but I still have to figure out extension cords, circuit breaker boxes and microwaves before I hard wire anything.

Musky assassination attempt???? Does this mean war!??!

You are brilliant John!  You may be right.  The muskies are trying to take me out!  I'm going to call Ian Young, the president of Muskies Canada now and warn him!  I had better get on the water soon and study these crafty beasts thoroughly.

Congratukations Scott!!!

I am glad to hear the Muskies and God are with you.

Lovely tiger muskie.

Many smiles, tight lines, Rich...

Brother the Gods are talking to you.  TAKE IT EASY. Aint no fish worth dieing for!!!

jojoout

One would think that after all the muskies you've caught over the years that you wouldn't get so excited when your rod goes off.

Seriously, take care of yourself.

I'm adopting a new Taoist approach to musky fishing.

Saw the presidential Lund ripping up the east river from the south gi bridge earlier. I was expecting a tooth proof bubble around it but I saw no such thing. This man is FEARLESS.. bring it on muskies, we ain't sceered. Send your biggest and baddest cuz we are ready, we will fill our beckmans with your toothy soldiers!!

The "Pope" bubbles are really expensive and they make casting really difficult.  We have ordered a Tin Man suit for me to wear.

Just ordered a st. Croix big nasty just in case things get hairy out there. Should arrive next week, I'm ready for em!

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