It was snowing straight down! In other words, the wind wasn’t blowing–a dramatic change from the whole previous week. Once I got out on the lake, it was a virtual whiteout. Ian already had a 17″ brook trout on the ice, and it was one beautiful fish to behold. For all the cold temperatures of recent days, the thickest ice we found was 8 inches. In other parts, only 3! The fishing was not fast and furious, but certainly good enough to keep you interested. As usual, we socialized with any and all other ice fishermen we met. I understand Ian had a surf ‘n turf entree that night: Brook Trout and Sirloin Tips! Now, how in the world can you beat that?
