This one has a special place in my memory. It is by no means the biggest musky I have ever caught, but the circumstances around it were pretty cool.
My son was 11 years old at the time and a chunk of our summer was spent in tournament baseball. We had just concluded a series of baseball games one evening and it just happened to also be a great moon phase window. Knowing that there was no way I would be able to get to one of my favorite musky waters, I told my son we were going to head home, ditch the baseball gear, grab 2 rods and a couple of musky baits and head to a spot we could cast from shore for 30 minutes. I grabbed a needle nose pliers, but did not take my musky net.
It was getting dark fast. About 10 casts into our little adventure a large fish inhaled my lure. I knew it was a decent one on the hookset. I could have kicked myself for not bringing the net as I had to hand land the fish from a fairly precarious spot on the shoreline. I got it unhooked, took a brief measurement (45"), snapped some photos and released it. It was a fatty.
While holding it up I could feel something running along its stomach. When we reviewed the digital photos I could clearly see a floy-tag and a radio telemetry antennae coming from its belly. I forwarded the pic to someone in the know and they confirmed it was a musky in their particular radio telemetry study. The personnel involved had netted the fish a couple of weeks before I happened to catch it. They told me its weight then was 27 lbs.