December 30, 2012 – Sunday evening

19 degrees/clear

Pentoga Road

I’m beginning to grow weary of coaching the Packers from my recliner. They just don’t seem to be listening to any of my sideline, armchair, suggestions. Just as the Packers seem to be gaining momentum, they shoot themselves in the foot. There’s more than a quarter remaining. We’ll see what happens.

I was awake early Sunday morning, dressed, and out the door shortly after sun up. Other activities were planned for the day and I wanted to get on and off the ice before noon. As it turned out, I was home by 11.

Skate-ski tracks across a remote lake  (Picture taken by Sargie)

Fishing started slowly, but soon picked up. My biggest surprise of the morning was the large yellow perch I pulled through the hole. I’ve caught smaller ones, but never one this size. He’ll taste good!

The perch wasn’t the only nice fish of the morning. I caught one jumbo bluegill and several nice keepers. They’ll eat!

I was home and had the fish cleaned by noon. It was sunny and pleasant outside and Sargie and I decided to take a drive. Sargie grabbed the camera and snapped  all but one of the following pictures. We enjoyed the afternoon stopping at several local lakes to check on the ice fishing activity.

A group of fishermen sitting on the ice. They had a fire going and seemed more interested in conversation than putting meat on the table.

The Packers lost. Next week will tell the story when they play the Vikings in Green Bay. Sargie and I have great niece, Brielle’s, baptism in Appleton, Wisconsin, Saturday afternoon. Whether we stay the night or not, we’ll be home by game time on Sunday!

Sargie worked this afternoon finishing with the Christmas decorations. They are tucked away in the basement for another year. We’ve been relaxing this evening, getting ready for another week.

Turkeys, all jakes (immature Toms) running across a field in front of us. Picture by Sargie

There are some chores I’d work on this coming week. Of course, there’s always fishing and I need to start walking again. After taking the past two weeks off for the holiday season, I need to get the blood flowing again.

I now purchase my wax worms for fishing in lots of 250. It's much cheaper that way. Picture by Tom!

So are the tales from Pentoga Road…