It was early evening in mid-July in Northern WI.  It felt good to be back up north, the waters near my home in the twin cities west metro had not been treating me so well.  I was able to raise big fish almost at will, but getting them to strike was another story.  I was jonesing for bites, and I could feel my skill starting to stagnate.  Unable to overcome the intelligence of the large pressured metro muskies, I headed for the waters I grew up on.  Northern WI holds a special place in my heart, not only because it was where I was born and raised, but because of its diversity of musky fisheries. Read More→