Thanks for the memories Brian. Was a ritual for many years ( I believe I missed the first 2). Surprisingly there were few casualties, (mostly liver and brain damage from the white lightening, the source of which shall not pass from these lips )....this fishing was always stellar, the catching not always, but the times and friendships epic! We always seemed to have more than plenty of pike fillets for the pot luck fish fry and awards (BTW the batter b-i-t-c-h-e-s were my favorite, gently caressing the fillets with egg and secret blend coating )....oh and I joined the FF's immediately and unfortunately never left to this day.. Vitamin water never worked for me.....bloody ceasar all the way!