It was a beautiful morning when we headed out to go ice fishing. No wind, not many other people and the temperature was at about -10F.
We drove the pick-up out close to our selected spot and then pulled the sled over to where Eric chose to drill his fishing holes.
We used some good old fashioned power to get our holes drilled (we sure are feeling it today). We estimated the ice to be about 36 inches deep at this time. I am sure in a month or so it will be thicker. And of course Tate added in his support and moral cheering as we drilled our holes.
The first hole was easy but each one after was not quite as fun. At times seemed never ending, but at least we stayed warm while exposed to the elements.
We are all set and ready to fish!
The troops are snacking, still waiting for a bite. . . .
. . . And finally a bite! Just a little trout, but it was landed and made the good spirits re-appeared.
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