Good Lord this ice season is not even over and I cannot wait to get out to the open water. So many lakes and so little time. I swear I must of been a fish in my previous life.
The water is as smooth as glass, the loons are calling, and a flock of red heads is streaking across the lake at mach 1. You make your first cast you watch your lour disappears beneath the surface; you see a swirl and feel that solid impact of a good fish. Line peels off your reel....................BEEP,BEEP,BEEP the alarm just went off its time for another day at work. DONT WORRY BOYS WERE ALMOST THERE.