So in what has become an annual tradition, I trekked off to Michigan to go sit on a frozen lake and freeze my ass off. And what also seems to be part of the tradition most of the time, we didn't catch squat. Only the Northern Pikes we biting, and the closest we came to legal (24 inches), was a couple of 22 inchers. Here are this year's pictures.
March 1, 2009 @ 09:22 am
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