Ever since I was a child I’ve had a thing for muskies. My grandfather would tell me stories of fishing the Wisconsin flowages back in the 50’s thru the 70’s. He had a mount on the wall of his workshop and as a kid it both terrified me and amazed me. I talked to him yesterday afternoon, he wanted to know how my trip was. He can’t get out to fish anymore, but I could hear him light up as I described the trip. That excitement about fishing I remembered up until a few years ago was back in the timbre of his voice.
Kind of fitting for Mike to want to tattoo a musky on my arm right after a successful trip on the same waters my gramps floated 50 years ago.
If it wasn’t for my grandfather introducing me to fishing who knows what I’d be doing with my life. I’m pretty sure it wouldn’t be as awesome as it is now.
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