11-25-2003, 11:25 PM
While ice-fishing on Steamboat Lake,my buddy Todd hooked into something that was fighting like the dickens-and when he got it close to the hole,it would just stop as if it was holding on! It finally came halfway up the hole and then hid in the foot or so of slush between the ice layers.I put on a pair of gloves and reached in and out came a muskrat about 20"long-man it was MAD-HE HAD SNAGGED IT ON THE BACK LEG WITH A KASTMASTER-I grabbed my pliers and out came the kasty and that rat flew down that hole we laughed hard for a long time.
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