So the girlfriend says, "this muskie fishing is easy!"

Took my girlfriend out for her first time ever fishing. The last time I had her in the boat was the day my VMAX blew. I've since gotten her a rod and reel and her own little tackle box. So we go out and I'm just praying she sees something and doesn't hate fishing from the get-go. I get her set up with a lipless fire tiger Rapala and teach her how to cast, and I keep my fingers crossed.

We got out kinda late as she wanted to get all of her homework done before the rest of the weekend (she's a few weeks away from her MBA, so she's doing homework all the time.) so we didn't get out until after 5. I get a solid follow from a high 30's or so and she gets to see it and that's a good thing, because she knows there's fish there now. Then she's like "something's funny here.....no wait! It's a fish!" And there's a rock bass on her Rapala. We get it in the boat, and I'm relieved that she's caught a fish. She was very much the champ when she asked to hold it herself. I was very proud.

So back to fishing and about 15 minutes later, "hey, another fishy!!!!" Well that "fishy" turns out to be a friggin muskie!!!!! I've been beating this lake to a froth with flies for the last year with only a few follows, two hook ups and no boated fish to show for it, and she slimes the boat in her first 45 minutes. Good thing I love the girl, or she'd have swam back., and paid for gas. So now she thinks fishing is fun. I told her to wait until it's raining in late November to see how much fun it is.

And I was so proud of her; she only wanted to get the fish back in the water and wanted to make sure I handled it properly and that it lived. (And that's with no lecture on C&R; she just cares about the fish, so that was very cool.)