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Wherein an unemployed reporter tries to catch as many fish as possible in a futile quest to avoid thinking about the dismal state of journalism or his dwindling bank balance

Monday, June 9, 2008

Chunky, tasty


J and I ran into some healthy walleyes at Cass Lake last week.

I love this time of year because the bite is so predictable.

All the fish hit on Raps, which we were casting at dusk on Shallow Water Point.

Multiple feasts were enjoyed.
Posted by A Man of Constant Leisure at 6:47 AM

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