So what if the fish didn’t bite that day! It wasn’t for lack of effort on our part. This particular trip was made on March 8 of this year. I was pretty nervous driving on the lake as I followed our friends ahead of us out to what is normally a great fishing spot!! There was water on the lake and it was a lovely blue color. I kept looking over to see if Fred looked nervous and he kept giving me a teasing grin which was pretty reassuring. (NOT)
When we made it to the fishing spot I was pretty excited to get out! I’m not sure but it could have been almost two miles we drove on that frozen lake. Don, our guide, immediately starting drilling all of our holes. He measured the depth at 32″ of thick ice. Nice!!!
Let the men do all the work setting up while we pose for some memories! Not a worry in the world, after all it is Sunday, a day of rest. Most of us like early mass at 8:30 a.m. so that the day is longer and we can plan some outings. On this particular day we were on that ice by 10:30 or so.
Half or most of the fun is visiting and eating on the frozen lake. Nobody complained that we didn’t catch any fish that day. Secretly we knew that Don and Angela had some fish frozen for a soon to be fish fry……which actually happened last Friday night. So, the pressure was off.
Fire up the grill, we’re getting hungry now! This grilling on an icy lake was new to us but it sure smelled just like a picnic on a summer day. The joy of modern conveniences; the smell of summer filled the frozen winter air.
Where’s the beef? Why in the meatballs of course! I didn’t plan ahead so was unable to make Stromboli.
Not only do we eat well but some of us enjoyed a little home-made wine chilled to perfection! If you have ever tasted Elderberry wine you will recall the almost immediate heating effect you experience from the inside out.
I think we spent 6 hours out there. The day was fairly warm and sunny. Fairly warm meaning we only just barely froze. There was a warming tent with a heater for some of us with wet feet. My jeans soaked up the water like a wick………and I actually went in the tent to remove my shoes and socks, wringing out a bunch of water. Even this was fun!
By this time we were getting pretty cold and packed up to head home. You could almost hear the cows as they waited impatiently for the kids.
Another beautiful day, now only a memory. Now fast forward to the Friday night fish fry. Don and Angela put on a feast of all we could eat fish on our farm. It was so delicious.
Now gone is the snow just a few weeks later and out come the rakes and summer clothing. Now begins the longer days of spring farm work. Out comes the aloe for those of us with sunburns. Winter of 2015 is only a memory…………or is it? You never know because we live in a land of extremes. Better keep the boots around just in case.
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Life is good by golly! Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise……