Friday morning I hooked up with icefisherman and his cute son, Jordan. The target being smelt. After we were st up, the bite was slow but steady. After an hour someone flipped a switch and everything stopped. Smelt would not come off the bottom. With a lot of teasing we could get a few to rise every 1/2 hour or so, but it was a lot of work to get 4 dozen smelts.
Always happy to see young Jordan. A smiling ball of energy.
Emil, the smoked fish and sausage were excellent.
On to this morning. RobD and myself set up in a local marina. hoping for perch or trouts. Caught the tail end of a morning bite, and had enough for a meal. Water was gin clear, and we could see a few oversized perch down the hole, but they weren't biting. Around 11 the bit turned off. Nothing to be seen anywhere, other than a big pike. Kind of explains why the perch disappeared.
Nothing wrong with a perch dinner.