My son and I hit Chisago Lake last night after dinner. Trolled around South Linstrom for a while...fed a bunch of leaches to sunnies and crappie. As the sun got low, we were fishing Chisago with topwaters and shallow diving plugs...around 8:30 the bass came out to play! Several lures were struck just as they hit the water from being cast. Lost count around a dozen with the largest around 15 inches...all released. They were still biting when we left around 9:45.
People who fish for food, and sport be damned, are called pot-fishermen. The more expert ones are called crack pot-fishermen. All other fishermen are called crackpot fishermen. This is confusing. ~ Ed Zern, 1947