So I head out for a very, very late day lunch (aka- fishing)
Figured the storm might trigger some feeding.
I was also experimenting with a new technique.
I knew the pike were deep so I went to the deepest part of somewhere and experimented, ever so secretly.
Fishing around the ice was a hassle
Then the snow started, it was pretty
Then it rhymed with pretty but not as nice
Just as I was about to leave and sit in traffic for 5 hours......
There was a 10min break on the blizzard. Yay
I got a hit
A nice hit
lots of weight
She was fat and made the top 10 Toronto pike distinction
Now, in this particular spot, (the Mctrio R.I.P will lament) it is a challenge to land a fish with with help.
Alone it's hell.
Luckily, I secured it's landing by engorging a treble into my index finger, thereby creating extra leverage.
Got her up, and a crap picture:
I'm in pain (clearly) and you can see the bloody finger
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Fishings stupid.
Now go shovel.
and shovel again.
S.