I fished the this very popular lake yesterday as I'm looking for a local lakes near town where I can take the little brats to but it's in cell and pizza delivery range. I think the bucketheads, the littering white trash will force me to go deep into the woods once more or I'll be forced to go to my publisher and have them print my uplifting novel about the virtues of eugenics. The kids I saw the day before can't even pick up there Mellow Yellow bottles as they bragged that they speared 30+ pike through the ice on this 85 acre lake last year.
It's not all negative, I had a nice chat with an older local ice angler, looks like Quint from Jaws, we sized each other up in the usual way by naming obscure features about remote lakes most have never seen and talked about other local weird anglers hitting the ice to establish our bona fides. Being a FIB I have to overplay my hand and name about a dozen obscure lakes and river in a 30 mile radius to get in their good graces but we might fish together in the future as he helped me drag my heavy sled off the ice. I have to 'RonG' my load-outs and make my kit more mobile with less crap in the sled.
Kind of a frosty day as all the trees were covered this weekend.
I got a first flag yesterday in about 12 fow on a shiner suspended about 18" off the bottom, just a dink but it felt good to see the spindle on the tip-up spin once more.
It's a dink but it felt good to get it under the belt for the season.
More dinks but slower on Monday vs. Saturday. Spikes on small stuff seemed to be preferred over pimples dressed with waxies again. It's hard to explain but the excitement builds as your Vexilar lights up as fish move in and out of the cone and chase your jig up the water column. Drilled about a dozen holes from 7 to 20 fow but I had my most luck on this day again in about 12 fow.
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