These photos represent a true, once in a lifetime experience that I am incredibly grateful to have shared with my father. The story behind them is so over-the-top that had I not lived through it, I'd probably have some skepticism. I caught this beast of a 51-inch Musky while fishing for Smallmouth Bass. That's significant because one would use vastly different equipment to fish for Musky vs Bass. Musky gear is much larger, much more heavy duty and usually includes things such as braided fishing line with steel leaders. Steel leaders are foot-long steel wires used to attatched the lures to the line so that none of the Musky's razor sharp teeth can break the line. I was using NONE of that type of gear! Using only a single-hook spinnerbait tied directly to 8lb test, monofilament fishing line, I fought her with every bit of fishing knowledge my dad ever taught me. The battle raged for almost an hour. I'd get her in close, she'd see the boat and take off again. I finally tired her into submission and it was time to get her in the boat. Back to us not being properly equipped for this type of situation, we found ourselves without a net big enough to land this monster. My dad scrambled for ideas on how to get her in the boat though eventually realized he would have to "man up" and pull her in with his bare hands. A risky proposition considering the mouth full of razor sharp teeth I mentioned earlier. Luckily, after a few moments of final hesitation, he reached down and made the gill plate grab without incident and heaved her on board. Tired from the fight and shaking with adrenaline, we didnt want to waste any time so we took measurments and snapped a few pics as quickly as we could before getting her back in the water. After a powerful kick, the catch and release was complete and my dad and I just sat there for a few minutes laughing in bewilderment. A memory to cherish for a lifetime.