I remember when Marty first told me he was going to take me ice fishing. My response? "I'll try it but I'm sure that I will never like it as much as open water fishing and I'll never buy my own gear or anything....."
Like that lasted long!
And I didn't start off with a bang either. I went 3 long weekends in a row, fishing for the whole day, Saturday and Sunday. No fish.
But there's something about ice fishing that sucks you in. That keeps you coming back for more. There's what I like to call the 'cozy' factor. You get that same feeling as when you're a kid and you build a fort. Your own little spot in the world. Whether on foot or 'Mobile, you trudge through ice and snow, and stake your claim. The sound of the auger breaking through the ice to hit the water below. Drilling holes here and there till you find that 'perfect' one. Once you've put up your tent, you feel so accomplished. It's a bit of work but worth it. The sensation of hearing the wind whipping past your tent, snow pelting the window, when you're snug as a bug, dressed only in a T-shirt and snow pants, comfy in your 'fort', with the glow of your heater and the colours of your flasher lighting up the tent walls. You might get up and explore. Walking around drilling holes and finding fish. But you’ll always have the home-base to come back to.
Thought I would share a couple of my favorite moments from last year. Please do the same! Help us bide the time we have till the water freezes over!
Seeing my favorite furry friends again!
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Ohhh, and setting hooks into big lakers too. 
