Alex and I headed up Saturday morning bright & early to try and get some serious fishing in before the rest of the gang showed. It actually turned out to be a beautiful day. After setting up camp, we took to the lake. Somehow, we had this place to ourselves on a beautiful Saturday afternoon. I guess most fisherman don't waste their time during mid day but just when I was thinking that "BAM" Alex's rod is doubled over. This resulted in a nice 13" Brookie.
We were instantly relieved that we did not have to tell anyone we had gotten skunked. Next thing you know, it's 2:30pm in the afternoon, the sun is baking and we had not gotten a hit in a while. I glance at the down rigger to see the line had been released. After snagging the pole I feel something but it seems real heavy. After a lot of reeling, we can tell it's a brookie and it's big. Alex is on net duty and just as the thing comes to the boat he gets the net underneath the fish before it snaps the line during it's final attempt to free itself from my mooselook wobbler. Phew!
What an afternoon!
Alan showed up around 5pm to some very good news.
Yeehaw! Time for the Jameson!


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