Now that I'm at the point in my life were I'm teaching my grand kids to fish. I've reflected on all those years of wetting a line. That's when I discovered that I never caught a gar! As a teenager, I've stumbled across them suspended at the surface calmly avoiding what ever I nervously tossed at them with no luck. I've even missed plenty with a bow as a kid along the shores of Lake Erie. However, I never intentionally drove to a location with the goal of catching one. Until now, It's on my bucket list. How many of you out there have had the good fortune of actually landing one of these prehistoric fish? Any thoughts, locations, set ups or forget about its would be appreciated.