I was fishing with my son on french creek in Meadville Pa. several years ago, from his boat, [French creek is more like a river in many spots]
I was using the lightest rig I own, a 4 1/2 ft ultralight St. Croix, 4 pound test line, using a 1/4 oz inline spinner. Had not had much going on, I had picked up a couple 2 pound Largemouth, he hadnt touched a fish. I cast along a tree laying along the shoreline, water was very murky, all of the sudden I thought I hooked a truck, my rod was bent in a 360 degree circle, I had never felt that much power on the end of a rod in 50 years of fishing, I managed to get it close enough to the boat and up far enough in the water to see a 4 ft. Muskie. My son starts yelling, "its a Muskie, dont let it turn its head!" Well, needless to say once it seen us it went under the boat and "ping" it was gone.
The last time I went out last year, I was throwing into a downed tree, in shallow water, again with a spinner, I made about 3 turns on the reel and it stopped. I thought crap I am hung up on my first cast. So after trying all methods of freeing the lure with no result, I started moving the boat toward the snag. As I was moving forward my line kept getting tighter, I was like what the? Then suddenly it hit me, idiot, you have a fish! This thing just started pulling line off like I was not even there, It just swam away moved out toward the middle of the lake and I dont think it even knew it was hooked, then slack line, But I did not lose my lure, It just pulled out of its mouth. Felt like a monster cat. I did manage to boat my first muskie last fall on Ceasars creek in Ohio, but it was only a 2 footer. I heading to northern Pa at the end of May, I am going prepared with heavy gear and braid this time, the one lake we are going to is known for big Muskie and pike, maybe I will get even!