I have one buddy who's only muskie encounter was a big girl flying in and cutting the crappie he was fighting right off the line. Another friend and fellow member of my trout club had a big 'skie shoot out from under a log and rip his 16-inch rainbow to shreds. To this day, we have no idea why there was even a muskie in this stretch of trout stream or where it came from. Though I've never actually had a muskie grab my trout or bass lure, or take a fish off my line, I once had a solid 45-incher ghost up behind a carp I was fighting, and another turn on stickbait I was tossing for pickerel. It about scared the pants off me. What's your surprise muskie tale?