We took him out on Lake Minnetonka to fish for crappies and blue gills. Outside temp was 18 degrees when we got there, and 10 when we left. With the wind chill it felt like it was pretty close to zero. (Which, by the way, is supposed to be the actual high temperature on Sunday. Mike is so glad he's leaving before then.)
We decided to be nice and not make Mike fish outside sitting on a bucket--which is the truly old-school way to do it. Instead he got to fish from the comfort of a heated fish house.
Mike shared a fish house with Mark Stanley and me.(My spot was on an overturned bucket just inside the door.)
Spencer and Jenna shared Papa Christianson's fish house.
On the way home, we stopped for a picture in this quaint little village--that happens to be a 100 yards off shore. There are about 30 fish houses back there.
2 comments:
That looks really neat, and COLD! I hope Mike doesn't bring too much of that chill back with him.
Oh, brrr! I'm so glad it's not that cold, here.
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