"I was out there blissfully throwing bucktails over the weeds when my reverie was suddenly interrupted by someone yelling, "Help!" And then again "Help!" My god, I thought, someone's drowning out here. I looked around, trying to figure out where the cries were coming from. And, more desperate than before, another shout rang out across the water. "Help, I've got a big musky on!" Well, that really got me going. A guy drowning is one thing, but when someone needs help with a big musky--that's a real emergency."