Meanest? I once read, "To stare into the eyes of the muskellunge is like staring into the abyss. A place devoid of anything good, where there dwells only pure rage and appetite for blood." Or something to that effect. I had the pleasure of watching a big 50" inch muskie, watch me, his big yellow eye seeming to turn in its socket, daring me to get close enough to sink his teeth in my hand. I have never felt so intimidated by a fish. The fight was absolutely epic, in two feet of water no less, my knees were shaking as I pulled him from the water, and I didn't even catch him.Originally Posted by bigwormy
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