It's been a helluva weekend.
Three days on the ice...
And it was cold, I mean, you can't find snow boots to keep that out... even toe warmers- forget it, they don't work.
BUT-
IT WAS AMAZING!!!
A small village of ice rednecks showed up with almost everything they owned, then they packed it into their fishing huts and proceeded to catch fish!
First, you must drill the holes... and they better be in the right spot otherwise you will fall into them when going in and out of the tent.. and I'm told this is not pleasant.
Then you must bait the hooks.
With things that look sexual...
Yes, I know, keep it professional-
but I can't help it... They look like... well you get the idea.
Best left the hook baiting to the pros...
Then you sit... and wait...
And you watch for the tip to bob up and down...
Oh yeah- and you drink!!!!
Your man checks the poles.
While you drink inside in the warmth.
He re-baits the hooks!
Did I mention you are drinking during this time?
Tries some new flies....
And "Waaa Laa!" You get one...
The pale fish comes up out of the depths of the Lake
It's the most amazing thing when they come out of the hole and lay there flapping around.
They are quite big and quite beautiful.
And the best part? Wait for it....
Letting them go back down!!!
And just so you know... I caught the biggest fish of the day! 23" and all by myself. I even baited my own hook.
OUTTAKE:
"I cried on the first day when I had to touch the smelly bait and put it on my hook, and then I tried to hold the fish up I caught and they were all slimy and moving around and it freaked me out...I am a vegetarian after all, not by choice, but for "health" reasons. (Bad things happen to my guts in case you are wondering!) But now, I got this. Baited my own hooks, reeled my own fish in, held em up for a photo and actually smiled. Also- I cooked them and ate a bite or 2 and they were tasty!!! Next time I will learn how to dig the hook out of their mouths... maybe!"
