The fishing by the south portage was good. We managed to boat a mess of northerns and largemouth. J caught a northern with an unusually big head. I'll post that pic when I get a copy.
Couldn't complain about the scenery, either.
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
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Can't wait to see the Bill Maher northern . . .
Beautiful!!!
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