Went out panfishing with a buddy at around 7 this evening, just casting from a dock with a tub of crawlers and our panfish rods (I use 4lb test on a 1000 spinning reel with a 5' ultralight).
Buddy was catching a lot of sunnies for a bit. I was not catching anything. I'd find out why soon enough.
Yanked the line to see if i couldn't entice a little nibble or something, line didn't move. I knew there were weeds in the area of my bobber so I yanked harder. Then my drag went nuts... Finally got the monster near the dock as my buddy is scrambling all over to find a net and i hear him say.. Holy (expletive deleted) dude that's (expletive deleted)in' huge. 47" tiger musky. Yeah. Huge. Too bad the 5th time i brought him in to the dock he tossed my hook Oh well. It was the biggest fish I've ever had on the end of my line, and the fight was 20 minutes of fun. And I still had my crawler! As I pulled the line up out of the water, something grabbed the hook and ran... this one i landed, it was a 20-24" northern.
After those two, the panfish were dead for another 15-20 minutes, then they turned on again.
Last cast of the night and a bass gobbled my light bobber... so that was the end of it regardless. Weird night to say the least.
Reportwise... well, the fish were biting hard, i think it's due to the rather imposing cold front looming on the western side of the state at the moment. Lost count of sunnies, had a few 2-5" perch mixed in as well. heh. All of the boats trolling 50 yards out seemed to be having luck with the 'eyes.