Let me guess......
You daydreamed fer weeks of the fish you would be catching.
You and the fellas gave yer hard earned money to some "Outfitter".
You sat in a dark Ice shack/shanty/bungalow.
You stared hopefully at the hole in the floor, and at one another.
After about two hours, it became a little boring.
At the end of the day, you knew, it wouldn't get any better.
You tried to console yerselves, with oft repeated mantras of the bite isn't always on, it's the weather, maybe if we were here last week....
Fer God sakes you are men, aren't you?
Do you know what that means?
Do you need someone to hold yer hand like a little boy?
Go out there yourself. Bring yer own stuff. Look around a bit.
You'll figure it out. Follow the trail.
Think of yer ancestors. Are they shaking their heads in disgust?
You don't need some one else to settle you in at what..$100-200 per person?
Anyway, hope I lent you a new perspective fer next time, if you consider going "Ice" fishing ever again.