This story brings backs memories of a trip to Wisconson from my youth.
We were fishing for northern and was starting to bring one in the boat
when a musky hit it, only thing left was the head.

I remember how the game officers use to catch fishermen putting hook
harnesses on baby ducks and using them for bait. One morning I saw
first hand how a musky could pick off a baby duck, the mother and the
babys were all in a row when there was a big splash and then all you saw
were some feathers.

An other time I heard about someguy who boated a musky and it bit him on
the ankle all the way through his red wing boot. Nuf rambling fo now.
These days most of my fishing is for smallmouth, lot safer that way.
LOL.