After battling a brutal hangover all day, I finally got half-alive around 3pm at which time I headed to Axehead for a few minutes. Snowing; temps around 29; east winds 10mph. No ice at all on the lake. Cast a couple of dozen times with a twistertail and waxworm. Nothing. Then my hands froze and I realized this was stupid. But I needed the fresh air so all was not lost.