So I've been on a laker-hunt.. 5 outings in a row. El-Skunko each time. I know they're there... the fish that is.... My fishing buddy has caught at least one, 4 of the 5 times we've been. His hole, three feet away from mine.
Bait fish are constant, or I move till I find them again. I'm using what worked for me in the past, and what's working for my buddy that same day, and trying new things too.
I am positive. Happy. I grin through the tears as I pull the transducer out, yet again for my fishing buddy, while my cord ices over into the edge of my dead hole.
I'm quite honestly regretful of not grabbing a snapshot of the giant smelt I caught last week, as I'm fearful now that might very well be the only picture-worthy opportunity I will have for this whole ice fishing season. Smelt are super cool fish.
![Uber Geek :ugeek:](./images/smilies/icon/ugeek.gif)
![Laughing :lol:](./images/smilies/icon/lol.gif)
At this point I'm torn between packing up the gear for the year and waiting for ice out, or taking the week off and fishing my absolute brains out until I make it happen (gawddamit......
![Bang Head :angry-banghead:](./images/smilies/angry/banghead.gif)
Despite the cold front - time is a'ticken and ice is melting as we speak. I came to vent on a board where I know you all understand just a little bit.... Thanks for listening..
![Crying or Very Sad :cry:](./images/smilies/icon/cry.gif)
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