Been fishing this body of water since 1992. Can remember the ups and downs as strong year classes made their way through. The population of walleyes cycle not only because of harvest, but also spawning successfully. Also remember the implementation of the slots, every year we held our breath for the regulations to be released. We kept enough for a big fish fry at camp, some to bring home if we were lucky. Can also remember hearing about and seeing carcasses of too big to keep walleyes in the weeds, heard of many people double dipping. Watched a couple old guys who lived on the lake go in and out from their dock several times one night. Motor right back to the rock pile, red bobber lights going under, nets in the water, hooting and hollering, repeated many times, boat goes into shore, comes back 20 minutes later. We motored up and asked how they were doing, played stupid like we didn’t know the slot size and limit. Asked what they thought of the slot, a few prime swear words a few references to the Natives and their nets, and that they are entitled to their walleyes. We reported that incident as the DNR guy was dumping out our coolers and tearing apart our camper and tent, while his partner held his flashlight in our faces assuming that we were criminals. Not sure how or even if they followed up on our tip, but I have heard from a few others that same story. Gets old. I think it’s (and maybe stereotypical) the older generation who felt that everything caught was kept. The younger a person is, the more they have been exposed to ethical harvesting, and catching and releasing is more common and some day might be the norm. As I get back to the original poster and what needs to happen to survive? You have to differentiate yourself from the others. Provide a lasting impression. Since the history of the lake has lived off of walleye, catching, keeping, and repeating…it’s going to be tough to change that mindset. The DNR also needs to change. Forcing folks to target the same size walleyes which the netters also target is a sure fire recipe for failure. Hopefully something can work, want to be able to put a couple in the live well over opening weekend, go back to the family property and enjoy a good meal, couple drinks, a cozy bonfire, and all those stories about the “old days”