Fin me once, shame on you. Fin my twice, you're dinner

Actually, you're dinner either way. Here my nephew Jack, fresh from London, examines the dorsal fin of a 19 inch Cass Lake 'eye at the cleaning station in the backyard of Granli.

This tasty creature used to live in the eight to ten foot water off Lodge Point. She wound up being eaten by Mosedales after mistaking a perch-pattern Rat-l-trap for a live fish. Sucka!

More details: It was about 1:30 in the afternoon--breezy and sunny. She put up an admirable fight. Thanks to that huge ass net Charles gave me last fall, I managed to avoid the customary flubbing at boat side. I picked up another nice eater 'eye off the bullrush bed south of Murray's dock, along with a couple of 9 inch perch.