I had a sun fish hooked, and a musky came up and grabbed her! We even took pictures of her battle wounds as evidence, but no pictures were necessary. The little bass I hooked next was victim; that musky came back fighting! I don't know how, but my pan fish hook set right in the musky's lip, and my cheapo pole and line held their own...
I was shocked.
The kids played non-stop. I love seeing them together, running around and having fun. Gia, Brecken, and Uba played ring-around-the-rosie until Uba was too dizzy to continue.
At the cottage, everything was peaceful, as always. Ryan and Dave spotted a bald eagle on the pier.
Until next summer...









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