Another season is done... hunting has come to and end and most local lakes are froze over enough to get a vehicle on and start getting mobile. This time of year, is the time of year that I get a little stir crazy and start to loose my mind a bit, in a good way I like to think.
Ice Fishing. Those two words can do more to my soul that most woman, I cant even deny it. There is just something about an ice shelter, heater, minnows and chubby darters that drive me wild! Maybe its the chance at a hog walleye or pike, or a jumbo perch 35 feet down chasing a fiska on my flasher; regardless I think I am a bit crazy as is to be on a sheet of ice and snow in -20 Celsius fishing.
