Well, the weather change seems to have put a damper on the trout bite. I fished with the same guys Sam met, turns out they are the same guys I know from the hot salmon runs at Goethe park. It's no accident that they catch fish, tons of fish, whether or not anyone else is. Don, Howie, Jimmie, Stanley, and all the rest of the gang are some of the most dedicated fishermen I've ever met. They managed 2 trout today, one of which went 3 or 4 pounds, I smell like skunk. Rather cold and windy, on the south side VERY cold and windy. I did find some fish way up in the creek inlets, never did ID them. They were right below the surface, wouldn't touch a 'bugger. As a matter of fact they fled at the sight of it. I don't think they were trout unless the trout took up the habit of cruising through standing grass. I think that either they're carp(don't know if the lake holds any), or more likely, some big-assed bass. If I'm not called in to work I'll hit it again tomorrow, I just love the misery. Ed
Elwood: It's 106 miles to Chicago, we got a full tank of gas, half a pack of cigarettes, it's dark... and we're wearing sunglasses.
Jake: Hit it.
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