Here's what I learned: snow + fishing = cold.
Cold and unforgiving, but still somehow inviting.
The bite started slowly, but I eventually coaxed one into biting with a slow moving chartreuse spinner. The hookups seemed to happen in slow motion, you'd think you were snagged for a second until your line started moving sideways.
I had another thumb piercing courtesy of this toothy critter.
It was far from a serious injury, but it wouldn't stop bleeding. I bled on everything, including all my lures.... which coincidentally, is when the bite ramped up!!
With plenty of juice left in the battery, we motored over to some new water. Action was slow for the first hour, but I eventually hooked into this beautiful gal who fought incredibly hard. She was some upset.
Best Halloween I've had since I was 10!
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