Just returned from from the lake! Had the place to ourselves…my fifteen year-old son and me….. and a bunch of gills. We hammered em! And, as usual, he kicked my keester! It was good to get out with him. We trudged through about 16″ of snow and some drifts that were deeper than that to get to our spot. Fortunately we didn’t have to go far. Gotta go fillet some fish. We kept a few for a meal 