|Great traditions bring friends together|
By Kurt Krueger
There was no way of telling ahead of time what the bite would be like in those conditions, which means you have to crawl out of bed and put in your time to find out.
I had barely finished dropping the minnow on the second jigging rod when the bobber in the next hole popped and dropped ever so slowly, signaling a hit.The son of a friend, 13-year-old Luke Loehe of Ripon, grabbed the rod and set the hook. The tip doubled over and the fight was on. From the depths emerged a monster of a crappie, a 13-incher, its golden but ghostly body shining in contrast to the stained waters of the Three Lakes Chain.
|Tuesday, January 15, 2013 4:52 PM|