OK, long story short.
Last week I sent a note to guide Matt Miles asking for permission to use a picture with my teaser post on the Orvis muskie seminar.
He said sure. Well, next thing I know I get a message from my long-lost fishing buddy, Kevin Meeks. He and I bummed around together quite a bit about 10 years ago before he moved to Lynchburg. We’re still in touch but probably hadn’t fished together in at least eight years.
Anyway, it turns out Kevin and Matt are buddies.
“We ought to get together and fish,” Kevin wrote.
“That would be great,” I replied.
Well, we didn’t waste time making it happen.
This is my first muskie. I’ve never actively fished for them. Actually, I did one day at Hungry Mother Lake and got skunked. And I’ve never hooked one by accident when smallmouth fishing.
Kevin urged me to have “low expectations.” That’s pretty good advice for muskie fishing. One of their other buddies has been on eight trips in a row this winter without a fish. We got one customer during our long float on the James. This was it. Forty inches and fat. Matt specializes in fly fishing.I did some fly casting but had to bail for conventional tackle thanks to a gimpy elbow. This thing hit a swimbait.
I have heard that catching one of these can ruin a person. I can see this. On the way home I stopped and spent $70 on muskie gear!
More details later.