My Grampa, Fred Smith, caught a nice musky from a Trout Lake near Minocqua in 1974. Grampa is 94 now and he's still kicking the crap out of fish wherever he chooses to wet a line (he still makes at least one or two trips to Canada each year just to put the fear into them and let 'em know he's got their number). This musky now hangs in the Stumpjack here in Two Rivers.
2 comments:
That is sweet!
love it. perfect.
i have been threatening to fill our home with taxidermy mounts for years. bison head over the fireplace, anyone? why can't i find an eight foot standing polar bear at vinnies? sigh.
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