Bron and Brody went to see their Grandma Butler one last time before entering the MTC. They took my Pike poles and tried to catch a tiger muskie at Joes Valley. After many casts with no luck, Brody switched to a small Jake's spin-a-lure to try to catch a trout. After catching two decent splake, Bron decided to give up on the muskie fishing and he switched out his spinner bait for a much smaller spin-a-lure. Little did he know that things were about to go crazy! This giant 43" long tiger blew up on his rod and defying all odds Bron landed him somehow with Brody's help. This is a fish story these two brothers will never forget!
"It is not the critic who counts: not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles or where the doer of deeds could have done better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly, who errs and comes up short again and again, because there is no effort without error or shortcoming, but who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions, who spends himself for a worthy cause; who, at the best, knows, in the end, the triumph of high achievement, and who, at the worst, if he fails, at least he fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who knew neither victory nor defeat." ---Theodore Roosevelt 1910